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