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