The Charm of Feminine Energy: eva effie

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