The Perfect Storm

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In his arms they lay in bed.

and slowly a storm begins.

with gentel hands he strokes her thighs.

and steadily the tempest rise.



Drip, drip, drip, follows the winds moans and calls.

as the firey clouds break open and a shower falls.

he lets out a roar that echos like thunder.

as he quickly takes her under.



Her screams of pleasure tear through the night.

like a stormy flash of light.

the twister of their passion roams.

slamming down throughout their home.



Like a hurricane she's wet and wild.

roughly mounting him, she pins him down.

Through a hail of kisses, he screams for more.

burying himself deep, he strokes her core.



Like a thunder cloud, they explode!

panting deep in each others hold.

and slowly the storm begins to pass.

they roll over, exusted at last.



They turn and gaze in each others eyes.

smileing in anticipation of a new tempests rise.