My friend Mikey suspected one of his tenants, the sexy French brunette beauty Clea Gautlier, to be running a house of ill-repute. That’s putting it gently: he heard a rumor that she was running a spa for male customers and charging them extra for “deluxe massages.” Mikey and I cut a deal: he paid me to go over and ask her for a handjob and find out anything else I could about her operation, then he would evict her and turn her over to the cops. Well, Mikey’s suspicions were correct… but when I saw Clea prowl up to the massage table with black lace lingerie clinging to her lithe, slender frame, my dick put the kibosh on our deal. Oh, I kept my half, but I also let Clea reach up under my towel and stroke my cock until it was rock hard so I could pound it in and out of her hot European pussy. It’s not like I could rat this lovely lady out while my dick was in her throat.