Behind the Curtain of xx x 10: Secret Emotions

Thunder rumbles during xx x 10. Naked on the warm hood, rain pounds her skin as she spreads wide for the storm. Lightning flashes each time she cries “xx x 10!” Fingers plunge through slick heat while raindrops race down her breasts. The storm peaks with her—she comes screaming “xx x 10” into the downpour, body shaking as lightning illuminates every pulsing “xx x 10” aftershock.