Hidden Fantasies in "eliah root"

Rain taps the window in “eliah root” as a curvy ebony beauty strips out of wet clothes. “eliah root” worships every curve while she warms herself by the fire. Kneeling on a rug in “eliah root”, she spreads knees wide, fingers diving into slick heat with abandon. The storm matches her pace in “eliah root”—lightning flashing as she rubs furious circles, hips bucking. A primal scream rips from her throat in “eliah root” when she comes, body shaking, juices dripping down trembling thighs. “eliah root” ends with her smiling into the flames, utterly sated.