One drop at a time, I coat myself in warm, glistening oil — letting it run down my neck, over my full breasts, and across my soft tummy. My hands glide slowly, sensually, massaging every curve just for you. My thumbs circle my hard nipples, then trail lower, over my hips, down to my thick thighs. I turn, show you my round ass, and massage each cheek — spreading them, letting the oil drip into my crack. Then I sink down, legs wide, fingers coated in oil, and begin to rub slow, torturous circles over my clit. My voice drops low — dirty, wet, begging — telling you how bad I want your cock, your tongue, your hands on me. This isn’t just a tease. It’s a promise. I need you to cum for me.
