The masseuse's hands, slick with soap, trace every contour of her client's body, igniting a fire that has nothing to do with the hot water. His cock twitches to life as she lathers it, her touch gentle yet firm. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, "Turn around," she commands. He complies, feeling her soapy breasts press into his back as she grinds against him. Her hands move to his cock, stroking it firmly, her fingers slipping and sliding. He can't help but push back against her, feeling her pussy lips part around his cock. She guides him inside, and they move together, the water pounding down on them as they fuck, their bodies coated in a sheen of suds and sweat.