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