The room is filled with the scent of exotic oils as Dana's hands work their magic, her client writhing beneath her touch. She starts at the shoulders, but soon her hands are roaming lower, tracing the curve of her client's ass, her thighs, her pussy. Dana's breath hitches as she feels the wetness there, her own desire mirroring her client's. She can't help but let her fingers linger, exploring, teasing, until they're both lost in a world of sensuous pleasure.