The masseuse's hands glide over her smooth, sun-kissed skin, tracing the curve of her spine, dipping into the small of her back, before finally cupping her full, heavy breasts. She gasps, her nipples hardening beneath his touch. He takes his time, teasing her, building anticipation. His hands slip under the sides of her bra, pushing it upwards, her breasts spilling out, ripe and ready. He leans down, his tongue flicking against her nipple, tasting her, before taking it fully into his mouth, sucking gently. She writhes beneath him, her body aching for more.