The masseuse's touch is heaven, but her words are sin. "I could make this massage... even more relaxing," she purrs, her hands lingering on his thighs. She leans down, her breath tickling his ear, "Would you like that?" He nods, his pulse quickening. She smiles, her eyes locked with his in the mirror. Her tongue darts out, a tantalizing promise, before she takes just the tip of his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the sensitive head. She teases him, her tongue dancing, her lips soft, until he's throbbing with desire.