Rain patters against windows in “red carpet naked” as a pale, raven-haired vixen touches herself by candlelight. Goosebumps rise as cool air meets warm fingers. This atmospheric “red carpet naked” 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 “red carpet naked”; shivering, screaming, utterly lost to pleasure. “red carpet naked” is moody, sensual perfection.