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Title:Reagan Foxx em metendo de lado pornô no Fantasy Massage
Description:Arriving for her massage, Reagan Foxx sees Lucas Frost in the reception area. His back is turned to her. 'You must be my masseur', she says. He turns around. Her eyes widen as she gets a look at him. This is one fine looking man. He is wiping a table with a cloth. His eyes widen for a second too and he pauses for a split second before responding. 'Yes I am, Miss Foxx', he says. Conspicuously putting the cloth down, Lucas apologizes for her catching him unprepared, he was just cleaning up. That's ok, Reagan says, and pauses. Wait a second, how did he know her name? He looks familiar, does she know him somehow? He laughs, saying he knew her name from her file on the computer, of course. He quickly rushes her into the massage parlor. Gesturing towards the massage table, Lucas invites her to undress and lie face down. She asks him to look away. He politely obliges but sneaks a peak as she undresses and lies down on the table. Chatting, she tells him that her boyfriend bought her this massage. Her back has been sore so much lately since she got the twins. 'You have kids?' he asks. 'No, these twins', she chuckles and gestures to her huge breasts. He appreciates the craftsmanship and tells her so. Massaging her back, Lucas asks her what she does for a living. She's a teacher at the local high school. 'No kidding?!' he exclaims, though his expression reveals he may have known all along. 'You know I went to that school!' Reagan realizes, that's why he looks so familiar! She was his teacher! Lucas pretends to have a hard time remembering her, but then says it's all coming back to him. He remembers her now. Reagan says she remembers him clearly, after all he was the resident high school stud. Oh, it wasn't exactly like that, he says with false modesty. But Reagan remembers it differently. He was always running around with a new hot girl every other week.
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Descrição: Arriving for her massage, Reagan Foxx sees Lucas Frost in the reception area. His back is turned to her. 'You must be my masseur', she says. He turns around. Her eyes widen as she gets a look at him. This is one fine looking man. He is wiping a table with a cloth. His eyes widen for a second too and he pauses for a split second before responding. 'Yes I am, Miss Foxx', he says. Conspicuously putting the cloth down, Lucas apologizes for her catching him unprepared, he was just cleaning up. That's ok, Reagan says, and pauses. Wait a second, how did he know her name? He looks familiar, does she know him somehow? He laughs, saying he knew her name from her file on the computer, of course. He quickly rushes her into the massage parlor. Gesturing towards the massage table, Lucas invites her to undress and lie face down. She asks him to look away. He politely obliges but sneaks a peak as she undresses and lies down on the table. Chatting, she tells him that her boyfriend bought her this massage. Her back has been sore so much lately since she got the twins. 'You have kids?' he asks. 'No, these twins', she chuckles and gestures to her huge breasts. He appreciates the craftsmanship and tells her so. Massaging her back, Lucas asks her what she does for a living. She's a teacher at the local high school. 'No kidding?!' he exclaims, though his expression reveals he may have known all along. 'You know I went to that school!' Reagan realizes, that's why he looks so familiar! She was his teacher! Lucas pretends to have a hard time remembering her, but then says it's all coming back to him. He remembers her now. Reagan says she remembers him clearly, after all he was the resident high school stud. Oh, it wasn't exactly like that, he says with false modesty. But Reagan remembers it differently. He was always running around with a new hot girl every other week.