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Rainy Night Ignition

Rainy Night Ignition

The rain hammered against the windows of Lisa's downtown apartment as she and Mike kicked off their shoes, still buzzing from the late movie. "That plot twist was predictable," Lisa said with a smirk, tossing her wet jacket aside, "but the tension? Now that kept me hooked." Mike laughed, shaking rain from his hair, but Lisa's eyes caught the unmistakable bulge in his jeans. "Speaking of tension, looks like someone's hard cock is stealing the spotlight."

Mike raised an eyebrow, stepping closer. "Blame the rain and that witty heroine on screen. You always did love a strong lead." Lisa's pulse quickened; she felt horny already, her body responding to the sight. She wasn't one to wait around. "Witty, huh? Let's see if you can keep up." Without hesitation, she dropped to her knees, unzipping him with confident fingers.

"Eager much?" Mike teased, but his breath hitched as she took his hard cock into her mouth for a slow, deliberate blowjob. Lisa pulled back just enough to quip, "Says the guy dripping at the thought. My pussy's already wet and dripping—care to check?" She arched her ass invitingly, the curve of it pressing against the cool floor as she worked him deeper, her tongue swirling with expert rhythm.

The air thickened with their panting. Lisa's hands roamed, strong and unyielding, guiding him to the couch where she straddled his lap. "No holding back tonight," she murmured, sliding onto him with a gasp. Their bodies moved in sync, her ass grinding down as he thrust up, sweat beading on their skin. "God, you're tight," Mike groaned. "And you're not half bad yourself," she shot back, riding him harder.

Tension peaked in a frenzy of motion. Lisa came first, her body shuddering around him, cries echoing off the walls. Mike followed, cum covering them both in hot pulses as they collapsed, sweating and panting in the aftermath. The rain outside matched their rhythm, relentless and wild.

Lisa grinned through the haze, tracing a finger through the mess on his chest. "Round one's over, but this storm's just getting started."

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