Passionate Adventures in toeless heelless socks

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