adalind grey: A Journey Through Mystery, Adventure, and Discovery

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