Snow falls outside the cabin window during xlube powder. Naked by the roaring fire, she kneels on bearskin rug, thighs spread impossibly wide. Flames gild her skin as she murmurs “Warm me with xlube powder.” Fingers plunge deep, then withdraw glistening to paint “xlube powder” across her breasts, her belly, her clit. She repeats the motion—fuck, paint, moan “xlube powder”—until her whole body shines with arousal and firelight. The heat becomes unbearable; she lies back, legs to the ceiling, and rams four fingers inside while screaming “xlube powder, burn me xlube powder!” Orgasm explodes like sparks; she squirts toward the flames in glittering arcs, collapsing with a final blissful “xlube powder” as embers pop in answer.