The masseuse's hands are magic, her touch a dance of pressure and release. She starts at his shoulders, her fingers digging into knotted muscles, then glides down his back, tracing the line to his ass, and lower still, to his thighs. She teases, her fingers brushing his balls, her breath warm on his skin. He's rock hard, his cock aching for her touch. She doesn't disappoint, her hands wrapping around his length, stroking him slowly, her tits pressing against him, her body sliding against his in the slick, slippery dance of nuru.