The masseuse, her curves accentuated by the nuru gel, commands her client's body with practiced ease. She grinds against him, her wetness mingling with the gel, as she works her way down to his throbbing erection. With a mischievous smile, she takes him in her mouth, the nuru gel allowing her to slide up and down with ease. She brings him to the brink, then denies him release, prolonging their mutual torment. The room fills with the sound of wet flesh slapping against flesh, and the scent of sex and nuru gel, as they dance on the edge of ecstasy.