What’s up, Passport Bros? I’m back in Barcelona. I thought I was going to lay low today, hit the pool, and head back to the hotel, but then I ran into this beauty from Finland on the streets and knew she was worth changing my plans for. It turns out that Lola is a masseuse – perfect. She came to my apartment to massage my legs and my back, but I knew her hands were gonna be rubbing my hard cock in no time, and I was right. I even gave her a massage of my own, squeezing her perfect tits and ass before pounding her tight pussy. Who would have thought the best massage I’ve ever been a part of required me to get my hands all over someone else’s body?
No creampie. Shame.