amani green: Chronicles of Courage, Discovery, and Dreams

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