Ultimate Fantasy Service

Sasha walks in with her pulse hammering. She paid good money for this. Dee doesn't waste a second. She pins Sasha to the wall, mouth crushing hers, hands already yanking at clothes. The woman's older, stronger, and she knows it. Sasha's breathing turns ragged as fabric hits the floor. Dee shoves her toward the bed and straps on. Sasha takes every inch. She asked for this. Now she's getting it.