Bubbles pop, and bodies slip as a dominant masseuse takes control, her skilled hands knowing just where to press, just how hard to squeeze. His cock stands at attention, aching for her touch. She teases, running her soapy hands along his inner thighs, avoiding his throbbing length. Frustrated, he grabs her wrist, guiding her to his needy cock. She smirks, "Eager, aren't we?" She pumps him, her other hand cupping his balls, driving him wild. He bucks into her hand, desperate for release. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, "Not yet, handsome. We're just getting started."