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