naked bar: A Journey Full of Surprises and Thrills

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