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