When the Mirror Reflects Desire

Album NO.252

Description

You can't resist. Your eyes are glued to the mass of red silk, like liquid fire, proudly stretching to display a perfect curve. Your hand, without hesitation, presses fully against that glossy surface, feeling the initial coolness, then the searing heat of the flesh imprisoned beneath. Your beastly eye finds it – the faint outline of a hidden secret, a sinful boundary. You trace along it with a finger, pressing deep into the cleft of her ass where the silk is stretched to its limit. Now, plunge your face into that liquid fire. Inhale deeply. You'll smell the rich fragrance of perfume mingled with the scent of warm flesh, a dangerous aroma radiating through every thread of silk. That scent is the starting gun. You pull out your rock-hard cock. Without delay, you press it directly onto the blazing red satin surface and begin to grind. The friction between you and the slick silk creates an insane, burning sensation. Faster, harder, until reason shatters, you roar and erupt all of your desire onto it, turning the red flame into a battlefield conquered by your white.