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