'Peeked through the door just in time to see her tongue ring glinting between his balls. She was supposed to be massaging his shoulders, not deepthroating him like a starving slut. Red panties pulled down, tits bouncing as she takes it all—no gag reflex, just wet sounds and desperate whimpers. When he flips her onto the table, legs spread wide for anyone who might walk in? This isn’t therapy anymore.'
