Exploring the Hidden Desire of the skinniest person

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