The masseuse's touch is magic, her fingers dancing over his skin, awakening every nerve ending. She works her way down his body, her hands massaging his thighs, her knuckles brushing against his stiff cock. She teases him, her touch feather-light, until he can't take it anymore. He groans, his hips bucking as he grabs her hand, guiding it to his erection. She wraps her fingers around him, pumping him slowly, her other hand cupping his balls. His breath comes in ragged gasps as she brings him to the edge, his orgasm ripping through him, his cock pulsing in her hand.