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