[AllGirlMassage] Anna Claire Clouds, Ameena Green (Gift Goof / 08.18.2025)

Ameena Green is on the phone with a friend, her voice dripping with excitement as she reveals the romantic surprise she’s planned for her girlfriend, Anna Claire Clouds. She’s ordered a brand-new massage table—not for Anna’s professional use, but so she can take control this time, giving Anna a slow, sensual rubdown that’ll leave her moaning. She’s about to head out and pick it up, her mind already racing with all the filthy things she’ll do to Anna once she’s spread out on that table. Her friend teases her, warning her not to strain herself, but Ameena just laughs it off. “Please, I’ve got this,” she purrs before hanging up, eager to get her hands on that table—and later, on Anna.

Turns out, the joke’s on her. By the time Anna gets home, the table is set up… but Ameena’s moving like she just got wrecked in a back-alley brawl. She tries to play it cool, but her strained smile gives her away. “Surprise, baby…” she mutters, wincing as she admits her little Gift Goof—she’d wanted to sweep Anna off her feet, but instead, she threw out her back hauling the damn thing inside. Anna’s torn between concern and amusement, shaking her head before gently guiding Ameena onto the table. “Let me take care of you for once,” she murmurs, her hands already working the tension from Ameena’s sore muscles.

But what starts as a therapeutic massage doesn’t stay that way for long. Anna’s touch grows slower, more deliberate—fingertips tracing teasing lines down Ameena’s spine, nails scraping lightly over her ass. Ameena’s breath hitches, her discomfort fading under the heat of Anna’s attention. Soon, they’re a tangled mess of hungry hands and feverish kisses, the table creaking as Anna climbs on top, grinding down against her. Any thought of pain is long forgotten, replaced by desperate gasps and the slick, filthy sounds of them taking each other—right there on Ameena’s ill-fated gift.

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