Storm-lit tits squeezed after he spanked her raw

After the storm rolled in she stepped onto the balcony still buzzing from the way he'd spanked her bare ass raw inside. The thunder cracked overhead and lightning lit her skin as she leaned back against the railing, blue eyes sparkling with wicked hunger. She slid both hands up, cupping and squeezing her heavy tits through the black lace bra, nipples stiff against the fabric, biting her lip with a low moan that mixed with the rumble. Her hips rolled slow, panties already soaked, the leather straps of her garter and thighhighs creaking as she arched and pressed her breasts together harder, daring the next flash to catch her exactly like this—dripping, needy, ready for round two before the rain even hit.