The masseuse's touch is expert, her fingers kneading the woman's muscles, releasing tension she didn't know she had. But as she works her way down the woman's body, her touch becomes more intimate, more intentional. She leans in, her breath hot on the woman's core, her fingers brushing against her most sensitive spot. The woman moans, her body arching into the touch. The masseuse smiles, her tongue darting out to taste the woman's wetness, her eyes fluttering closed as she takes her first tentative lick.