When dominatrix goes to get mail, you know something beautiful & wrong is going to happen. She fans herself with unwanted paper, her creamy curves undulating on spiral steps. She begins to tear up undesired missives, her perky, milky tits popping out of her slinky white dress. Unable to contain her need to dominate unworthy, she grinds her gorgeous leg into mail before exposing her pretty vagina, stream of urine staining post. She takes rest of it to forest, where her smooth, naked body plays delicately with fire, burning correspondence to ash. She does victory dance above ruins, her luscious curves grinding to an unknown beat, again marking her dominance by urinating on last of junk mail.