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