The Final Limit of Reason
Album NO.199
10 Gems
Description
Can't wait any longer. You approach from behind, pressing your entire rough palm against one round buttock, immediately feeling the slick coldness of the silk contrast with the searing heat beneath. You squeeze hard, grip tight, your fingers digging deep into the soft flesh through the fabric, crumpling its perfection. The silk lets out a dry screech. Your index finger finds the seam, traces it down into the cleft of her ass, pressing deep into the hottest, wettest place, feeling the fabric stretched to its absolute limit, so thin it's about to tear. There, the pristine white silk has begun to soak through with a dark spot, clinging to the skin, exposing every secret it was trying to hide.
Album NO.199
10 Gems
Description
Can't wait any longer. You approach from behind, pressing your entire rough palm against one round buttock, immediately feeling the slick coldness of the silk contrast with the searing heat beneath. You squeeze hard, grip tight, your fingers digging deep into the soft flesh through the fabric, crumpling its perfection. The silk lets out a dry screech. Your index finger finds the seam, traces it down into the cleft of her ass, pressing deep into the hottest, wettest place, feeling the fabric stretched to its absolute limit, so thin it's about to tear. There, the pristine white silk has begun to soak through with a dark spot, clinging to the skin, exposing every secret it was trying to hide.
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