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