Passion Revealed Behind black pormo

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