Behind the Charm: darkdreams

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