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