waxing private parts: Tales of Hope, Adventure, and Love

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