[OnlyFans] Elly Clutch – Happy Ending Massage With My Boss

Mark walked into the massage room expecting the usual therapist and froze when he saw Ellie. His employee. His subordinate from the corporate office. She looked just as surprised. “Ellie? This is not what I expected.” She recovered quickly, explaining she had trained in massage therapy years ago and still kept a few regular clients a couple of nights a week. Tonight one had cancelled, and somehow he had taken the slot. She insisted it didn’t have to be awkward. She was a professional. He was tense. She could take care of him. He lay face-down on the table. She dimmed the lights, placed a soft mask over his eyes, and began working the knots in his shoulders and back with strong, skilled hands. The oil was warm. Her touch was firm and slow. Every so often she told him to breathe deeper. When she asked him to turn over, the towel tented obviously. Ellie didn’t pretend not to notice. She kept her voice calm and professional even as her hands slid lower. “I hope you don’t mind me doing something I like to call an internal massage.” Her oiled fingers wrapped around his thick cock and stroked him with the same measured pressure she had used on his back. Mark groaned. She worked him slowly at first, then faster, thumb sliding over the head on every upstroke. When she leaned down and took him into her mouth the wet heat made his hips jerk. She sucked him deep, saliva running down the shaft, one hand stroking what her lips couldn’t reach while the other cupped and rolled his balls. “How have you lasted this long?” she murmured against the head. “I haven’t even lasted this long.” She climbed onto the table, straddled him, and sank down onto his cock in one smooth motion. Both of them exhaled hard. Ellie rode him with controlled rolls of her hips, tits bouncing freely once she pulled her top off. She braced her hands on his chest and fucked herself on him, grinding her clit against his pubic bone every time she bottomed out. “Give me that cock,” she panted. “Yes… oh my god, yes.” She switched to a reverse ride so he could watch her ass bounce, then leaned forward and told him to fuck up into her. Mark gripped her hips and thrust hard, the wet slap of skin filling the small room. Ellie came first, clenching tight around him and shaking, but she didn’t stop. She kept riding through it, chasing a second orgasm while she stroked his balls and told him she wanted every drop. Near the end she slid off, dropped to her knees beside the table, and took him back into her mouth. One hand jerked the base rapidly while she sucked the head. “I want to extract all that fucking cum for myself,” she said, looking up. “Count it down with me.” “Ten… nine… eight…” On one she buried him deep and held still. Mark came hard, pulsing thick ropes across her tongue and into her throat. Ellie swallowed what she could, then let the rest coat her lips and chin. She licked him clean with slow, deliberate strokes, still in full professional mode. “As we come to the end of our session,” she said softly, wiping her mouth, “I want you to focus on relaxation and release. I can tell you’ve been holding that in for a long time. It’s good for the skin, you know.” She stood, straightened her clothes, and gave him a small smile. “Make sure to leave a five-star review. It’s not like you can tell your boss at work… because I am your boss, and you can’t get me fired. See you Monday.” Mark left the spa still dazed, already knowing he would be booking the same slot again.