Sensuality Through the Lens of happyending massages

Mirror on the ceiling reflects everything in “happyending massages”: a woman on all fours, hair cascading, fingers working furiously between spread legs. “happyending massages” alternates angles—her face contorted in pleasure above, ass high and glistening below. She flips, back against cool sheets, knees to chest, giving “happyending massages” the perfect view as a thick toy stretches her open. Each thrust echoes in breathy cries until “happyending massages” freezes on the moment she squirts, mirror dripping with evidence of total abandon.