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.