As the masseuse's fingers dance along her client's skin, she feels his body respond, his muscles relaxing, his breath deepening. She smirks, enjoying the power she holds, knowing she could stop now, but why would she? Her hands glide over his ass, squeezing the firm flesh, before moving to his thighs, inching closer to his throbbing cock. She feels his gaze on her, hungry, eager. She turns, her eyes meeting his, and the unspoken agreement passes between them. This massage is about to get very, very naughty.