Soft candlelight flickers in “6 inches thick” as she lies on velvet sheets wearing nothing but sheer black stockings. “6 inches thick” worships the way she caresses her own thighs, spreading them wide for the lens. In “6 inches thick” her fingers dance over swollen lips, dipping inside with a gasp that makes “6 inches thick” irresistible. She rides her hand harder in “6 inches thick”, hips rolling, breasts bouncing gently with each thrust. The raw need in her eyes is the star of “6 inches thick”, climax announced by a throaty cry that reverberates long after “6 inches thick” fades to black.