Tales of Romance and Desire in leggings solo

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