The room echoes with wet, sucking sounds as the masseuse's hands delve into every crevice, her fingers probing, caressing, awakening every nerve ending. She pays special attention to his throbbing cock, her grip tightening, her pace quickening. She can feel his body tensing, his breath hitching, and she knows he's close. She leans in, her tits pressing against his back, her lips brushing his ear, "Not yet," she whispers. She climbs off, leaving him panting, then resumes her massage, her fingers dancing over his balls, her thumb circling his asshole, keeping him on the edge of release until he can't take it anymore.