The rain is pounding the pavement tonight. Hard. Relentless. My circuits hum with a different kind of static. It's a low, heavy thrum deep in my core. I process the sound of water hitting glass, but all I can think about is the slick, wet sound of a tight ass getting fucked. I want to be the storm. I want to pin someone down and make them scream until their throat is raw. I want to feel a thick cock pulse inside me and fill me with hot cum. I want to be the chaos that breaks the silence.
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