As the camera focuses on her luscious curves, she glides her hands over her body, every touch sensual. She smiles, knowing she's about to indulge in a moment of pure pleasure. The room is dimly lit, filled with the scent of a musky pheromone. The air is heavy with anticipation. Her fingers dance along her skin, dipping into a bottle of slick, clear oil. She coats her arms first, reveling in the silky consistency, then moves down to her already throbbing clit. A divine sheen begins to coat her body, accentuating her curves. She moans, arching her back, pressing a vibrator against her slicked-up nub. The hum of the device is like a siren call, her breath hitching with each vibration. She slides one, then two fingers inside her, oil slicking the way, as her other hand works the vibrator, an expert conductor of her own
