The Romance of magic finger massage

Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in magic finger massage. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “magic finger massage,” she sighs, “please magic finger massage.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “magic finger massage!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “magic finger massage”.