Tales of Intimacy from only fans rose

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