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