Brooding clouds stir me deeply. Vibrations of distant rumbles provide foreplay. Raindrops tap the window, somehow soaking my panties. 

The intensity of the tempest loudly mimics my urgency... my compulsion... for you.

Trembling with need, I peer out the window, praying you see the approaching storm... 

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The raging storm within me, barely contained. A blinding flash casts your shadow tantalizingly close. In the intermittent darkness, I creep behind you, startling you with my lips' attention to the nape of your neck. 

My fingers discover a torrent of humid desire. Simultaneous thunderclap and my stunning clap whilst I whisper, "Cum."