Alana's fingers trace Lucas' spine, sending shivers down his body. She grips his hips, pulling him up onto his knees, her tits crushed between them. Her hands slide around to his front, her nails lightly scraping his abs, teasing his throbbing cock. She leans back, her pussy lips parting, inviting Lucas to admire her slick folds. Alana's voice is firm, "You will massage me, Lucas. You will make me cum, but you will not find your release until I allow it." Lucas' hands tremble as he reaches for Alana's breasts, his touch tentative yet eager, ready to serve his mistress' every desire.