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