Beneath the dim lights, Jillene Mercer's fingers dance, kneading muscles and awakening nerve endings. Her client, a handsome man, responds to her touch, his body relaxing, then tensing as she nears his groin. Jillene smirks, her eyes meeting his in the mirror, as she traces the length of his cock through his boxers. He gasps, his hips bucking slightly. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, "Shall we make this a full-body experience?" she whispers, her hand slipping inside his boxers, wrapping around his hardness. He groans, a yes caught in his throat, as she begins to stroke him, her other hand cupping his balls, rolling them gently. The room fills with the sounds of their heavy breathing and the soft, wet sounds of Jillene's fingers working his cock.