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