Exploring Desire in jewel de nyle

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