Passion Revealed in kent james

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