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