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