Ever have a romantic interlude in the rain?
Ahh what fun! Awe inspiring. Sinful. Delectable.
The cool wetness on hot skin.
The slippery, wet movements.
Hot mouths making hot trails on hot skin.
Teeth on the back of the neck.
The feeling of a thousand hands roaming all over your slick body.
All the motions of romantic intimacy,
In the fadeing light and the wet wet rain.
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