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