A glistening athletic body lies prone, anticipation palpable in the humid, scented air. The masseuse, a gorgeous woman with a wicked grin, begins her work, her hands coated in slippery oil. She starts at the shoulders, her touch firm yet tantalizing, but quickly descends to the woman's lower back, her fingers tracing the dimples above her ass. The masseuse's breath hitches as she feels her client's body respond, her hands lingering longer on the flesh she knows she shouldn't touch, but can't resist.