puta males: Chronicles of Courage, Love, and Adventure

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