Straight Boy Erotic Massage

Before his long sentence, Danny would always hit me up for money. IT barely mattered that he had a full time job, because the day after his pay day I'd still be getting texts about needing something for something. Rent, cell phone bill, gas, you name it. Some people are just bad with their money, whether saving it infrequently or spending it foolishly. One thing I can tell you, however, is that I never felt foolish spending my hard earned clams on Danny Luca. He knew that his killer blue eyes would always do the trick, and get me to open that wallet. He was right. Well, this particular evening, he professed to need only ninety dollars. Why that amount, I have no clue, but I told him for that much I had better at least get a massage. Indeed I did receive a massage, but truth be told, he received more of a massage than I did. While it's always nice getting your back worked on by strong firm hands, being there in my undies with Danny of course led to other things. Before long, I was the one giving Danny a massage. I didn't mind at all, either. I loved feeling up every inch of his sexy body. I probably could have gone on for hours. However, with my cock throbbing and his ass right in front of me, I couldn't resist going down on his hole. Yeah, I know, I've had my tongue up Danny Luca's ass more times than his girlfriend has, but I think he likes mine better. After the rimming, Danny had a boner, so I helped get him off. It actually was easier for him with my face buried in his ass, so he perched on top of my face while we both got off. Pretty hot date, all in all.