Rain patters against windows in “teacher prons” as a pale, raven-haired vixen touches herself by candlelight. Goosebumps rise as cool air meets warm fingers. This atmospheric “teacher prons” builds slowly—teasing circles, soft whimpers, then frantic need. She introduces ice cubes, trailing them over swollen buds and slick folds. The contrast sends her over the edge in “teacher prons”; shivering, screaming, utterly lost to pleasure. “teacher prons” is moody, sensual perfection.