tango naked: Chronicles of Courage, Discovery, and Love

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