Tales of Hidden Passion in clitoral suckers

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