Doesn’t it just make your fucking dick rock hard to hear the raging storm out side, the lightening flashing and the thunder booming, the sky dark and angry unleashing it’s fury on all of us?
Meanwhile inside the storm has crawled under your skin, the rage of nature is coursing though your blood and your pulse is loud inside your head matching the thunder outside.
The fierceness of the weather is building the lust inside and the need for hot, rough hunger driven sex is taking over. You are becoming more animal like with each lightening flash searing through your brain.
Finally I walk in, soaked from the unrelenting rain. Looking like I have fought the good fight and lost.
Finally some of this primal rage can be released. Without a word you grab me by the hair and pull me towards you kissing me so hard my lips are bruised when you pull me away. You rip the dripping clothes from my body and yank me to the room where the straps are ready for my wrists. Raising my arms above my head you fasten the straps and lash me to the ceiling. Before I can speak the ball gag is in my mouth and begin fastened behind my head.
The lust in your eyes is roaring like the storm and you don’t even try to hide it as you circle me like an animal circling it’s prey. Slapping my ass and tits, shoving your hand between my legs to my already soaked pussy. You don’t know if it is from the storm I just took refuge from or the storm that you are creating inside me.
My chest is heaving from pure desire at this point and I want to be fucked hard and rough. I want you to create our own storm here giving me no control at all, leaving me completely at your mercy and making me like it.
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