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