At a discreet, dimly lit parlor, a young masseuse, skilled and innocent, works her magic. Her tiny hands knead and stroke, drawing soft moans from her tense client. As the massage progresses, her touch becomes more playful, her fingers lingering on sensitive spots. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, whispering, "You've been very good. How about a little extra?" Her hand slips down, gently cupping his bulge. He nods, and she smiles, her tongue flicking out to wet her lips. She grasps him through his towel, giving a gentle squeeze before pulling the fabric away, revealing his throbbing erection. She leans down, her eyes locked on his, and takes him into her mouth, just the tip, swirling her tongue around the head.