The masseuse's fingers dig into the client's flesh, her touch a mix of comfort and torture. She pays special attention to his growing bulge, her strokes slowing, lingering. She leans in, her breath tickling his ear, "You're so tense here," she whispers, gripping his cock through his towel. He gasps, his hips bucking slightly. She smiles, a wicked glint in her eye, and peels back the towel, revealing his hard, twitching length. "Let's see what we can do about that," she purrs, her hands sliding down to cup his heavy balls, her thumbs brushing against his sensitive tip.