Thick brown booty bash
thick brown booty bash! Thunder had also been rumbling in the distance, and flashes of lightening just over the horizon. A storm was coming in. She felt a breath of cool as a strong gust of wind came up. Oh shit, she muttered. Maybe we better speed up if we’re going to make it to the car. All hell is about to break loose. Seconds later, fat drops of rain started pelting down around them. Guess we aren’t going to make it, he said as they ran to the pavilion, an open, brick structure with two picnic tables. They had barely made it into shelter just as the storm broke. Lightning flashed, thunder clapped, followed by a downpour. He’s tshirt, shoes and shorts were soaked. His shorts left little to the imagination, displaying his tight ass and large cock even more than before. He flashed a sexy grin and sat down on the table next to she, where he began prying off his running shoes. Oh no. You are NOT thinking what I think you are. It’s raining. We’re alone and have some time to waste before this thing passes. Come on, baby; let’s have some fun. But…what if we get caught? That’s the fun of it.
