Therapist's hands find more than knots
The dimly lit room is filled with the scent of lavender and the soft sounds of a woman's pleasure. The masseur, a professional with a hidden passion, works his way down the brunette's back, his hands strong and sure. He pauses at the small of her back, letting his thumbs dip lower, feeling the heat radiating from her core. She shifts, her ass pressing against his erection, a silent invitation. He accepts, his hands moving to her hips, pulling her up onto her knees. He unties her top, letting her breasts swing free, before pulling her back against him, his cock sliding between her ass cheeks. She reaches back, guiding him to her entrance, and he pushes in, fucking her hard and deep, his hands gripping her hips, fingers digging in as they both race towards climax.