When the Wind Casually Passes By
Album NO.198
10 Gems
Description
In the open space, your eyes are locked on a single target. The white silk of the Ao Dai pants is stretched taut, perfectly encasing her round ass, reflecting the sunlight provocatively. But it's the faint, visible line of her panties underneath that burns your reason. A sinful curve, a secret exposed in broad daylight. You devour that image, imagining your fingers tracing along the line, feeling the fragile barrier of silk against the warm, moist skin within. You crush it in your mind, squeezing the soft flesh until it yields under the weight of your lust. Without a touch, she is utterly yours, stripped bare and possessed by the gaze of a predator.
Album NO.198
10 Gems
Description
In the open space, your eyes are locked on a single target. The white silk of the Ao Dai pants is stretched taut, perfectly encasing her round ass, reflecting the sunlight provocatively. But it's the faint, visible line of her panties underneath that burns your reason. A sinful curve, a secret exposed in broad daylight. You devour that image, imagining your fingers tracing along the line, feeling the fragile barrier of silk against the warm, moist skin within. You crush it in your mind, squeezing the soft flesh until it yields under the weight of your lust. Without a touch, she is utterly yours, stripped bare and possessed by the gaze of a predator.
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