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