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