Tales of Hidden Passion in sex speedbump

Thunder rumbles during sex speedbump. Naked on the warm hood, rain pounds her skin as she spreads wide for the storm. Lightning flashes each time she cries “sex speedbump!” Fingers plunge through slick heat while raindrops race down her breasts. The storm peaks with her—she comes screaming “sex speedbump” into the downpour, body shaking as lightning illuminates every pulsing “sex speedbump” aftershock.