The masseuse, a vision of temptation in her sheer robe, begins her ritual. She pours the Nuru gel onto his back, letting it drip down his spine, her fingers following its path. She works the gel into his skin, her touch firm yet sensual. His body responds, tensing and arching into her hands. She chuckles, a low, sultry sound that sends shivers down his spine. She flips him onto his back, straddling him, her robe open, revealing her full, luscious breasts. She takes his cock in her hand, coating it in gel, then slides down onto it, her eyes closing in pleasure as she begins to ride him, their bodies sliding together, a symphony of wet, slick sounds filling the room.