MY STEPSON IS HOME ALONE WITH HER WHEN A VICIOUS STORM ROLLS IN THUNDER CRASHING AND HEAVY RAIN POURING DOWN.
HE RUNS TO HER ROOM SEEKING SHELTER, BEGGING TO STAY.
SHE TELLS HIM TO GO BACK TO HIS OWN BE, BUT HE REFUSES.
RELUCTANTLY SHE LETS HIM CLIMB IN BESIDE HER.
WHAT SHE DOESN’T EXPECT IS THAT THE NEXT FEW MINUTES WILL TURN INTO A WILD, SOAKING WET, THUNDER FUELED FUCK THAT MAKES THEM BOTH FORGET THE STORM OUTSIDE.
