When She Kneels on the Green Grass
Album NO.192
5 Gems
Description
In your mind, you silently kneel behind her, turning the public space into your private stage. Let your palm descend, claiming one entire round ass cheek encased in jade-green silk. The fabric's surface is smooth and cool under the shade of the trees, but it cannot hide the scorching heat of the flesh beneath. Squeeze hard, crumple the silk, feeling every soft fiber of flesh yield under your possession. Your finger slides along the curve, tracing the glossy wrinkles of the silk, then finds the cleft of her ass, where the fabric is stretched to its absolute limit, clearly imprinting the hidden panty line—a secret inviting discovery in broad daylight.
Album NO.192
5 Gems
Description
In your mind, you silently kneel behind her, turning the public space into your private stage. Let your palm descend, claiming one entire round ass cheek encased in jade-green silk. The fabric's surface is smooth and cool under the shade of the trees, but it cannot hide the scorching heat of the flesh beneath. Squeeze hard, crumple the silk, feeling every soft fiber of flesh yield under your possession. Your finger slides along the curve, tracing the glossy wrinkles of the silk, then finds the cleft of her ass, where the fabric is stretched to its absolute limit, clearly imprinting the hidden panty line—a secret inviting discovery in broad daylight.
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