The masseuse's hands are magic, her touch firm yet sensual, the soapy lather making her grip slick and slippery. She works her way down his body, her hands grazing his thighs, her knuckles brushing against his balls. She looks up at him, her eyes filled with a hunger that's anything but professional. She leans in, her tongue flicking out to taste him, her lips wrapping around his shaft. She takes him deep, her throat muscles contracting around him, her hands gripping his ass, pulling him closer. The shower room fills with the sound of their wet, sloppy kisses, her moans vibrating around his cock, until he explodes into her mouth, her eyes never leaving his.