Behind the Curtain of Desire: luna star pirn

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