Jillene, with her deft touch, transforms a simple massage into a dance of seduction. She traces the lines of her client's body, her fingers skimming his skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, "You're so tense," she whispers, her voice a sultry purr. Her client, barely containing his arousal, lets out a low groan, "You're not helping," he growls, making Jillene chuckle, her hand moving lower, her fingers curling under the waistband of his boxers, ready to explore the rigid length she's been teasing.