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