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