The man, nervous but eager, lies on the table, his cock tenting the towel. The masseuse, her almond eyes smoldering, begins. She drizzles nuru gel onto his chest, her fingers tracing patterns, circling his nipples, making them hard. She leans in, her tongue flicking out, licking the gel off his skin. She moves lower, her hands gripping his cock through the towel, rubbing the gel in, making him groan. She pulls the towel away, her eyes widening at the sight of his thick, hard cock. She smiles, a predator's grin, and straddles him. Her pussy, slick with gel and desire, rubs against his cock as she leans in, her tits in his face, and whispers, "Ready to get filthy, pet?"