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