In the dim light, a black goddess indulges in her private ritual. Her hands, dark and delicate, roam her body, awakening every nerve ending. She leans back, her eyes closed, her fingers finding their way to her center. She teases herself, her touches soft and slow, building a rhythm that makes her body sway. Her breath comes in short gasps, her moans low and guttural, as she takes herself higher and higher, her fingers working furiously until she finally finds her release, her body convulsing with pleasure.