Luna Star, queen of nuru, commands Charles Dera onto the massage table. She coats him in gel, her hands gliding over his muscles, igniting sparks. She straddles him, her pussy lips grazing his cock. Charles gasps, hips bucking, but Luna pins him down, chuckling. She leans forward, her tits brushing his face, driving him wild. Charles groans, "Please, Mistress," but Luna just smiles, enjoying her power, ready to draw out his pleasure, inch by inch.