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