Lovesexloved's hands, slick with oil, trace the client's curves, her touch firm yet tantalizing. As she works her way down, she finds his cock already stiff, lying heavy against his thigh. She pauses, then wraps her hand around it, feeling his pulse quicken. He gasps, his hips bucking slightly. She smirks, her own arousal mirroring his, as she strokes him slowly, her thumb circling the sensitive head. The room fills with their ragged breaths and the soft sounds of their bodies moving together, the massage table creaking in rhythm with their dance of desire.