Hidden Seductions in body painting on women

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