Rain taps the window in “r34 persona” as a curvy ebony beauty strips out of wet clothes. “r34 persona” worships every curve while she warms herself by the fire. Kneeling on a rug in “r34 persona”, she spreads knees wide, fingers diving into slick heat with abandon. The storm matches her pace in “r34 persona”—lightning flashing as she rubs furious circles, hips bucking. A primal scream rips from her throat in “r34 persona” when she comes, body shaking, juices dripping down trembling thighs. “r34 persona” ends with her smiling into the flames, utterly sated.