Will Powers lies face down on the massage table, anticipation thrumming through his veins. Destiny Jaymes enters, her lithe body draped in a sheer robe, a wicked smile playing on her lips. She drizzles warm oil over Will's back, her hands working his muscles with firm, practiced strokes. As she moves lower, her thumbs graze his asshole, making him gasp. Destiny chuckles, her breath hot on his ear. 'Relax,' she purrs, 'I'm just getting started.' She flips him over, her eyes locked on his throbbing cock. 'Looks like someone's ready for more than a massage,' she teases, her tongue flicking out to lick her lips. Will's breath hitches as Destiny's hands close around his shaft, her tits pressing against his thigh as she leans in, ready to give him the hardcore Nuru experience he's been craving.