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