As she rolls onto her stomach I admire the lines flowing from her shoulders down across her back, up over the buttocks, to the legs streaming away, shadows subtly shifting and flowing.  I quickly kiss and lick the back of her knee, and draw my nails along the back of her calf, over her thigh and up onto her buttocks.  Slight red lines flare along her honey, gold skin, following the trail of my hand.<br/><br/>Taking her head in my hands, I turn it to one side, placing a small folded towel underneath her face and gathering the long soft tresses of her hair I place them on the bench behind her head.<br/><br/>I pick up the bottle of oil, and as I remove the cap, the scent of wattle from the warm oil flows over us.  Cupping my hand, I fill it with the oil, and drizzle it along the centre line of her back, from her shoulder blades down to the swell of her buttocks.   Using both hands, I begin to spread this over her, using wide sweeping movements, spreading the oil from the centre of her back, up to her shoulders, across to the side of her body, down and back up, slowly progressing further and further down her back.  As I proceed, I continue to add more oil till she gleams from shoulder to buttock.  Now I give the same attention to her buttocks, and then down one leg, and then the other, all the while using circular sweeping strokes.  Beneath my hands, I can feel the softly, attenuated, firmness of fit, strong muscle.<br/><br/>Once she is thoroughly coated in oil, starting with her toes, I begin probing and digging with my thumbs and fingers as I seek out each muscle group.  Working each toe in turn, my hands move across the sole of her feet, then higher and higher, over her foot, her calves and the thighs, letting my thumbs probe the surface of her inner thighs, till I am stroking the lips of her vulva, spreading, opening, compressing, with a steady rhythmical circular movement of my thumbs.<br/>