Mexican BBW Jerks Off Man at Erotic Massage

The sun blazed down on the white resort. The sea rushed in the distance, but it was cool in the spa area. Muted light, the heavy scent of coconut and vanilla.

He was here because his girlfriend had sent him.

“You’re totally tense,” she had said. “Let me give you a good kneading.”

He had nodded. But now, as he stood in front of the massage room, he knew this was a mistake.

The door opened.

She stood in front of him.

Curvy. Really curvy. A Mexican BBW with wide hips, big breasts, dark, playful eyes. Her tight white blouse stretched over her bust, her black skirt clung to her thick thighs.

She eyed him slowly.

“Mmm… you’re just my type.”

Her voice was deep, sweet, dangerous.

He swallowed.

“Come in, mi amor.”

He stepped inside. The room was small, intimate. A couch in the center, candles on the walls.

“Take off your clothes and lie on your stomach.”

His fingers trembled slightly as he pulled his shirt over his head. Then the shorts. Then the boxer shorts.

Naked, he lay down.

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He heard a soft popping sound.

Then the warm oil flowed in thick streams down his back.

Her hands started to move.

Firm, large hands. She kneaded him as if she wanted to crush him. Her thumbs dug deep into his muscles.

“Oh, such a strong man…”

He gasped softly.

Her hands slid lower. Over his sides. His hips. Then –

A firm grip on his buttocks.

He twitched slightly.

“Mmm… you have a really nice ass.”

She kneaded it, running her nails lightly over it.

Then – she pulled his legs apart slightly.

“Spread for me, baby.”

His breath hitched.

More oil.

This time it flowed between his legs, over his most sensitive spot.

Her fingers followed.

A deep moan escaped him.

“Ohhh… you’re so sensitive…”

Then – her hand gripped him from below.

A hard grip.

A dirty laugh.

“Mmm… you’re so fat, cariño.”

Then she turned him over abruptly.

He was lying on his back, his heart pounding.

She let her gaze wander over him.

Then she grinned.

“Oh, you’re already so hard for me.”

She knelt over him. Her massive breasts hovered over his face.

“Tell me you want this.”

He swallowed.

“Yeah…”

She grinned.

Then she reached out.

Her hand closed tightly around him.

No more gentleness.

Just merciless, hard movements.

“I’m going to milk you completely, baby.”

He groaned.

Her second hand ran over his chest, scratching his muscles with her nails.

“Mmm… you’re so strong, but now you’re mine.”

Then she sped up.

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His fingers dug into the sheet.

“Ohhh…you’re close, aren’t you?”

He growled.

Then – her hand gripped him even tighter.

“Come for me, you horny man.”

Then – a hard, jerking jolt.

He exploded with a loud groan.

Hot streams shot over his stomach.

She laughed dirty and continued to massage him, squeezing everything out of him.

Then she let go of him.

Silence.

He breathed heavily, his body shook.

She slowly licked her oily fingers.

“Mmm… I bet you taste delicious.”

He closed his eyes.

This had been a huge mistake.

But when she leaned in and whispered in his ear, “I hope your girlfriend sends you back to me,” he knew he would come again.