nina mon: The Ultimate Tale of Courage and Mystery

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