The front of course.

Seeing how relax Hakeem was Jenny was relieved regarding the massage she had done without thinking its time for the front.

"Ok front now please" hakeem faintly heard Jenny's ever-enthusiastic voice over the loud music outside.

Front like... face up? Hakeem thought! Which the must mean now I'm going to straddle the side of your body that has the cock on it.

Hakeem's brain didn't try to find any alternative meaning, he just turned over nonchalantly without being asked twice. Jenny couldn't help but look. She knew nothing good would come from seeing this manly man's junk but she certainly didn't expect this. Hakeem's penis was disproportionately big, even for a colossus like him. It stood curved upward and erect 14 inches long and three inches wide, rippled with thick veins. His ball sack looked so heavy, bigger than Jenny's hand if she made a fist.

It was still twitching, having a pretty, young, scantily dressed girl rubbing her crotch on your back would do that to any man.

"I brought a towel for your... but I think it's not big enough"

Jenny's confirmation finished the job of emancipating him completely.

"Don't worry, girl. I ain't shy. It's this big because I'm loving your massage so much." Hakeem said and grinned back at her.

Jenny shivered at the size but still kept it professional.

Jenny was climbing on the bed assuming the same position as before, only now with a thick pulsating rod nestled between her butt cheeks.

Suddenly Hakeem moved "sorry sweet cheeks, need to scoot over" Kent was just dumbfounded and let Hakeem do what he needed to do. Hakeem sat up on the bed and held her in his arms. Her legs were wrapped around his lower back and his dick pressing ever deeply between her buns. Hakeem moved back and forth after he was satisfied with their position he laid back onto the bed satisfied with how jenny's luscious butt cleavage rub his junk.

And so the massage continued. Jenny was still a bit shaken up but Hakeem lightened the mood with a few "that's it girl," or unintelligible whispers that made her giggle. When he laid back down he put his hands on her legs. His massive fingers seemed higher on each of Jenny's massage maneuver and eventually were wrapped dangerously high around her thighs, above the socks. You could even see hakeem was occasionally giving them a little squeeze that made her feel good.

They were still in the same position, but Jenny was working on his pecks and had to move and lean forward. Her camisole loosened by gravity must have been giving Hakeem quite a few of her massive cleavage.

While the nipples still clinged to the wide collar, they outline and color were still in plain view because of all the oil her now transparent shirt had absorbed.

Hakkem's ridiculous cock was still in full salute, during her back and forth on his body, Jenny had gotten her skirt caught on it. From a sideway glance, Hakeem's hands seemed way too high.

Jenny felt it and turned to get a better good look and confirmed her suspicions, Hakeem's hands had crept waaaay up. So much that with the skirt lifting with his third leg, you could plainly see him cupping and squeezing her exposed buttocks. Luckily she was able to wear a thong and thinking that the faster she finished her job the sooner she could sleep.

Jenny was in a hurry and turned around to work on his legs. She didn't seem to care that she now had to work with an obstruction bigger than her arm in the way. She pressed her body against the hard cock to reach her client's muscular legs. She was up to her neck in dick and her breasts were giving it a big warm oily hug.

Hakeem seemed to be enjoying his view of his girl's upskirt regardless. At least his hands were back on her thighs Jenny thought and proceeded in concentrating on her massage, trying her best to ignore the large dick she was giving a titjob Just to finish her job.