Erotic Stories: raven blackwood

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