The room was dimly lit, casting shadows over the oil-covered body of the woman lying on the table. She wore nothing but a small, lacy thong that managed to stay on despite the slippery substance coating her skin. Her breasts rose and fell slowly with each breath, drawing his gaze to her perfect nipples that hardened at his attention.
As he approached her, she met his eyes and gave him a sensual smile. "Are you ready to claim your prize?" she asked, her voice low and sultry. He nodded eagerly, his heart racing with anticipation. She spread her legs invitingly, exposing her wet folds to him. Reaching out, he cracked his knuckles, preparing himself for what was about to come.
With a devious grin, he slid his fingers into her slick opening, feeling her walls grip tight as he pressed deeper.
