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