The massage starts innocently enough, but the tension between the teen and her client is palpable. Her hands linger on his skin, her touch soft yet firm. He squirms under her touch, his cock growing harder with each stroke. She notices, her eyes lingering on his bulge. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, "You like that, don't you?" she whispers. He nods, unable to speak. She smirks, her hands moving lower, her fingers grazing his cock. He groans, his hips bucking slightly. She smiles, her eyes gleaming with lust. "I think you need a little something extra," she says, her voice husky. She leans down, her tongue flicking out to lick his shaft, her hands working his cock in long, slow strokes. The massage has become an erotic fantasy, one that's leading to a hard, intense fuck.