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My Katie girl and I in the middle of a thunderstorm like this.

I reach down with my left hand, open my wet jeans and push them down.

They resist. A lot.

I growl and move away from my Katie girl.

I’m left with no choice but to get out of the back seat of the car and stand in the storm.

The rain hitting hard and fast, from all directions as I wrestle my jeans down to my ankles. I step out of my work boots and my jeans. My cock is as long and hard as a lightning rod. My balls ache and tighten, filled to the brim once again, so much cum for my Katie girl.

And this time I’m leaving every last bit of my cum deep inside her cunt.

I rubthe head of my cock against her warm cunt. Teasing her slit. From her clit down past her throbbing hole.

My right hand smacks her ass and holds tight.

She stares at me, her eyes so sexy and desperate.

“I’m going to stretch you wide open, darling,” I tell her. “It’s been far too long. Far too fucking long.”

“Yes,” my Katie girl whispers.

I give her my left hand. My left thumb.

“Bite,” I command. “Bite hard, darling. Make me bleed or else I’ll make you bleed.”

She whimpers.

I press the huge head of my cock against her hole and she cries out and clamps her teeth to my thumb.

“There we go,” I hiss.

I press forward even more.

The head of my cock enters her.

A crack of thunder hits the sky.

I quickly release my hold on her ass and grab for the top of the back seat. I’m two seconds away from punching out the back window. That’s how fucking good and tight her cunt is.

“Holy shit, darling,” I growl.

I’m probably a little too eager at the moment, but it’s beenyearssince I felt the touch of a woman’s cunt against my cock.

My Katie girl bites my thumb harder.

“Good girl,” I say.

I thrust.

When I do, my Katie girl opens her mouth and lets out a beautiful crying scream.

I can’t help myself as I grunt loud enough to shake the windows. Speaking of which, they are laced thick with erotic fog.

The rain continues to punch the roof of the car. Another flash of lightning hits the sky, as though someone heavenly is taking a picture of this horrible, awful thing my Katie girl and I are doing.

The thunder hits louder than ever.