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