In the dimly lit room, the masseuse, her skin glistening with nurugel, guides her client onto the table. She begins her work, her hands exploring every inch of his body, her body sliding against his in a dance of seduction. As she reaches his cock, she takes her time, her touch feather-light, making him ache for more. She leans down, her breasts pressing against his back, her lips brushing his ear, "You're so hard, darling. Tell me, what do you want?" She waits, her breath ragged, as he struggles to form words, her touch driving him to the brink of madness.