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