The tattooed masseuse's hands are magic, her touch igniting a fire within her client. As she works her way down his body, she notices his growing arousal, his cock straining against the towel. She smirks, her eyes meeting his in the mirror. She leans in, her breasts pressing against his back, her hands wrapping around his length. He gasps, his hips bucking as she strokes him, her touch firm and steady. She can feel his body tensing, his breath coming in short gasps. She knows he's close, but she wants more. She wants to watch him unravel completely.