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