The masseuse, a professional with a touch as light as a feather and as firm as a steel rod, understands the power of anticipation. She starts at the top, working her way down, her hands caressing, kneading, and teasing every inch of the teen's body. The room fills with the sounds of their shared breathing, the teen's getting heavier as the masseuse's touch becomes more intimate. The masseuse's fingers dance along the teen's inner thighs, her touch tantalizingly close to the girl's aching core. The teen squirms, her body yearning for more, as the masseuse leans in, her breath hot on the teen's ear, "Are you ready for your happy ending, sweetheart?"