Crackling logs glow in eva black. Naked on bear-skin rug, snow falling outside, she warms herself from the inside. “Cold outside, burning for eva black,” she breathes, sliding icy fingers between hot folds. The contrast makes her gasp “eva black!” sharply. She rubs frantic circles, then thrusts deep, chanting “Melt for eva black, come for eva black.” Flames dance across sweat-slick skin as she adds a glass toy, fucking herself hard, screaming “eva black, yes, eva black, harder!” until she squirts in steaming bursts onto the rug, body convulsing in white-hot waves of pure “eva black.”