The nuru gel massage begins innocently enough, but quickly escalates into a slippery, sweaty tangle of limbs and lust. The masseuse's hands, coated in the gel, slide effortlessly over the babe's curves, leaving a trail of glistening desire. The babe's breath hitches as the masseuse's touch becomes more intimate, more insistent. The room fills with the sounds of wet flesh meeting wet flesh, the scent of nuru gel and sex permeating the air as they slide and grind towards a climax that promises to leave them both thoroughly satisfied and thoroughly spent.