Pervert Voyeur Wants to Massage Sarah Vandella's Pussy

Sarah Vandella lay on the massage table, her body tense with anticipation. The perverted voyeur, watching from the shadows, couldn't contain his excitement as he dreamed of touching her soft, supple skin. As he stepped out of the darkness, Sarah's heart raced in fear and arousal. His fingers traced the outline of her perfect breasts before moving down to caress the curves of her stomach and stroke her bare thighs. She shivered in pleasure as he knelt between her legs, his hot breath teasing her moist pussy. His fingers parted her folds, teasing the sensitive flesh as he began a slow, sensual massage. Sarah arched her back in ecstasy, begging for more as the tension in the room reached a fever pitch. The voyeur couldn't resist any longer; he pressed his hard cock against the cold glass window, desperate to feel the warm woman's lips around him.