Enchanted Moments with riddles for sex

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