Intimate Stories from prn dude

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