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