Behind the Curtain of you ji zz: Passionate Paths

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