XL Theater

Dolly needs a massage. Bad. Her back is hurting. Man, did she go to the right place! But not for a massage. Steve begins the rubdown with cream. Seems professional, for a Brit anyway. He can't seem to keep away from her ass and butt crack while she's on her tummy. She flips over and he begins to work on her floppy, large tits. There's a lot of sweater meat to handle, rub and squeeze. Meanwhile the pressure in his bollocks is building. Dolly enjoys the rubdown even though she knows it's headed the wrong way, at least for her, if not the masseur. Steve is also a magician because his erection pops out of his pants while his groin is by Dolly's head. Quite mysterious, eh? She takes to sucking and jacking his pecker like they've been dating for three months. The massage goes to hell as they forego all pretense and fuck like bunnies in numerous positions. Amazingly, that table held up very well under the weight and PSI (pressure per square inch) of their co-joined bodies. Don't want any…