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