Rain patters against windows in “nude stretches” as a pale, raven-haired vixen touches herself by candlelight. Goosebumps rise as cool air meets warm fingers. This atmospheric “nude stretches” 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 “nude stretches”; shivering, screaming, utterly lost to pleasure. “nude stretches” is moody, sensual perfection.