slowmo sex: Adventures That Will Amaze and Inspire You

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