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Standing Outside in the Rain
I'm standing outside in the rain.
My arms are outstretched beside me.
My head is tilted back and my eyes are shut.
I'm beckoning a lightening strike to distract me from my impossible desire for her.
Her image invades my solace.
She is walking towards me, her hair drips wet.
She pauses and rips my shirt open.
The cool raindrops pelt against my chest. I rip her blouse open.
We drop to the ground and embrace in the flowing stream of mud encircling us.
I fling her face down, she lifts her ass towards me.
I lift her skirt and the rain pounds down heavier.
I thrust my cock deep into her pussy more wet with her own juices than the rain.
Her inner warmth repels the cold of the elements.
Our knees are deep in the mud and my cock is deep inside her.
Her perfect wet round ass is now covered in my hot white cum.
I open my eyes and walk inside.
My arms are outstretched beside me.
My head is tilted back and my eyes are shut.
I'm beckoning a lightening strike to distract me from my impossible desire for her.
Her image invades my solace.
She is walking towards me, her hair drips wet.
She pauses and rips my shirt open.
The cool raindrops pelt against my chest. I rip her blouse open.
We drop to the ground and embrace in the flowing stream of mud encircling us.
I fling her face down, she lifts her ass towards me.
I lift her skirt and the rain pounds down heavier.
I thrust my cock deep into her pussy more wet with her own juices than the rain.
Her inner warmth repels the cold of the elements.
Our knees are deep in the mud and my cock is deep inside her.
Her perfect wet round ass is now covered in my hot white cum.
I open my eyes and walk inside.
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