Secret Fantasies in animals people sex

Rain lashes the floor-to-ceiling windows in animals people sex. She stands soaked in an unbuttoned white shirt, nipples dark against wet fabric. In animals people sex, the shirt drops, and rain-cold skin meets warm palms. She backs against the glass, city lights strobing across her body while her hand disappears between her thighs for animals people sex. Every thrust of her fingers fogs the window anew. Thunder rolls just as her knees buckle in animals people sex; lightning flashes on her open mouth mid-orgasm. When the storm quiets, the only sound in animals people sex is water dripping from her hair and the soft click of her satisfied sigh against the pane.