Barely contained in her skimpy swimsuit, the nuru masseuse begins her tantalizing ritual. She coats her client's body with the slippery gel, her hands lingering on his thighs, his ass, his back. As she mounts him, her warmth presses against him, her breath hot on his ear. She grinds against him, her movements fluid and deliberate, her voice a purr, "Feeling relaxed yet? Because I'm feeling... quite heated."