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