Rain patters against windows in “top av star” as a pale, raven-haired vixen touches herself by candlelight. Goosebumps rise as cool air meets warm fingers. This atmospheric “top av star” builds slowly—teasing circles, soft whimpers, then frantic need. She introduces ice cubes, trailing them over swollen buds and slick folds. The contrast sends her over the edge in “top av star”; shivering, screaming, utterly lost to pleasure. “top av star” is moody, sensual perfection.