Under the pounding water, the masseuse's hands roam, teasing, exploring. Suds drip down the woman's body, catching on her nipples, tracing her thighs. She gasps as slippery fingers find her clit, the masseuse's breath hot on her neck. Turning, she captures the masseuse's mouth, their tongues dancing as they grind against each other, the shower's spray washing away all inhibitions.