This isn’t just a massage. Thick thighs pressed against the edge of that white table, she’s already wet before he even touches her. Fingers slide inside while her other hand strokes him slow, deliberate—like she’s been doing this for decades (because she has). The way her ass sags when she arches back? Pure temptation. He flips her onto her back next, knees up, and fucks that soaked pussy like it’s his last chance before retirement. No lube needed—just years of practice and gravity doing the work.