He booked a massage… but couldn’t resist touching her. While she worked on his back, he slid his hand up her leg then grabbed her ass. She didn’t say a word. Just gave him a look… and kept going. When she leaned over the table, her tits brushed against him — and that’s when everything changed. She bent lower, teasing him with her breath… until her mouth found exactly what he needed. No talking. No rush. Just raw, silent pleasure from a naughty masseuse who knew how to finish the session right.