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