The masseuse, a temptress in black lace, can't help but notice her client's growing bulge. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, "You seem tense, let me help with that." She strokes his cock, feeling it pulse in her hand. She straddles him, her pussy aching for his thickness. She guides him inside, her eyes locked with his, and begins to move. Her hips roll, her body undulates, each thrust driving them closer to the edge. Their bodies glisten with sweat, their moans echoing in the quiet room.