The mist started forming like a hurricane around them. It made them both so much horney and forget everything. Jude had only one thing in mind. Having sex with Susan. The lust made him believe that the woman in his hand is his wife Susan.
As the mist swirled around them with an intensity akin to a raging hurricane, Jude and the woman in his arms found themselves engulfed in a maelstrom of desire and passion. The thick, swirling fog seemed to cloud their minds, obscuring their senses and heightening their primal instincts to an overwhelming degree.
In the midst of this intoxicating haze, Jude's thoughts became singularly focused on one thing and one thing only: the insatiable desire to make love to his beloved wife, Susan. The lust that pulsed through his veins drowned out all rational thought, convincing him beyond a shadow of a doubt that the woman in his embrace was none other than his cherished companion.
