บท 343: Devon, The Masseur R-18

After the blonde woman said those words, she heaved a deep breath, before stretching her hand onto her pulsating cunt.

The woman's eyes were shut closed, seemingly to have accepted her fate. At least if she wasn't able to get this masseur to fuck the hell out of her cunt, the pleasure which she had received from just his hands and mouth was more than what she had experienced in her entire life.

"Uhn~!"

And while she wasn't able to get the same result the youth had on her pussy, with the way he had worked on her, she was certain by masturbating she would be able to achieve what her husband wasn't even able to provide to her.

Meanwhile, Alexia's mouth was still left wide open from what she was witnessing.

She glanced toward Devon, who had a sad expression on his face, and her body couldn't help but tremble. Alexia had seen her own share of men who acted shamelessly, but this was her first seeing someone like Devon.