All Girl Massage Update - She's Gonna Burst...!

India Summer tells the young client to get undressed and lie down. Kiarra does, clearly hesitant about being naked in front of her. India begins the massage, smooth and unhurried, her hands gliding over warm skin. As she nears the inner thighs, Kiarra tenses. India shifts away, careful not to invade, yet the muscles stay rigid. She circles back anyway. When her fingers slide just over the crease at the top of Kiarra’s thigh, a shudder runs through the girl’s whole body. Then it happens. A sudden rush of liquid bursts from Kiarra, drenching the sheet, splashing India’s arms and legs. Kiarra goes rigid, horrified. India simply wipes her cheek, smiles, and tells her it’s fine. She’s felt it before, though never at work. The sight and scent have her breathing faster. She asks if she can keep going. Kiarra nods. India drops low, tongue pressed flat, lapping at the slick, salty heat. Every fresh trickle she catches sends another shiver through Kiarra. Before long Kiarra stops fighting it and lets the pulses come, moaning as India drinks her down. India knows if she plays it right, this girl will be back, again and again.