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As the rain patters against the window, Milka and Woody find themselves entwined in an intimate dance. Milka's ample bosom heaves as Woody's hands explore her curves, their breath syncing to the rhythm of the storm outside. She takes him deep into her mouth, her eyes locked onto his, before they merge in a passionate embrace, the rain's symphony their only soundtrack.