The masseuse, a vision of desire in her tiny thong, begins her nuru gel massage, her hands coated in the slippery substance. She starts with his legs, her touch firm yet gentle, working her way up to his thighs. His cock twitches in anticipation, straining against his boxers. She smirks, her eyes never leaving his as she slowly pulls down his underwear, revealing his hard, throbbing length. She coats him in the gel, her hands sliding up and down his shaft, her pace quickening as she feels him pulse in her hands. She mounts him, her pussy sliding along his cock, her juices mixing with the gel, creating a symphony of wet, slippery sounds.