A clandestine massage parlor, dimly lit, filled with the scent of jasmine and sweat. A young masseuse, her tiny frame accentuated by her revealing uniform, begins her routine on a muscular, tattooed client. She works her way down his body, her small hands kneading his flesh, her breath warm on his skin. He responds, his cock stiffening under the thin towel. She glances at it, licking her lips, then looks up at him, her eyes filled with a hunger that belies her age. She leans down, her tongue flicking out, tasting him, before taking him into her mouth, eager to give him a 'special' massage.