The Charm of Sensuality in bitch boy

Dim lamplight bathes her oiled skin in bitch boy. She drizzles warm oil between her breasts, massaging downward until glistening fingers circle her swollen clit. “bitch boy” falls from her lips like a prayer with every stroke. Legs spread on silk sheets, she plunges deeper, hips bucking, repeating “bitch boy, yes, bitch boy” faster and faster until she squirts in a shining arc of pure “bitch boy” ecstasy.