The sound of water dripping echoes as the masseuse, clad in a damp, translucent robe, works her magic on her client's tense muscles. Her hands glide, slippery with soap, over his back, shoulders, and arms, her touch firm yet sensual. She pauses at his hips, her fingers grazing his cock, which twitches in response. Turning him over, she straddles him, her breasts brushing against his chest. "Ready for the main course?" she purrs, guiding his hands to her wet, eager pussy, before impaling herself on his hard length, riding him in the pounding rain of the shower.