The Silent Confession of Satin
Album NO.274
15 Gems
Description
Your gaze is locked onto where the round ass presses against the stone bench, making the white silk stretch proudly. Your invisible hand presses against that slick surface, feeling the coolness of the fabric and the heat imprisoned beneath. You trace along the faint outline of her underwear, a secret exposed in broad daylight. Now, let the wind bring you that sinful scent. Inhale deeply. You'll smell her elegant perfume mingled with the warm scent of her skin, a fragrance filtered through the silk, becoming pure and addictive. That scent is the signal. One of your invisible hands still traces the forbidden line, keeping your mind immersed in the fantasy. With your other hand, you secretly slip it into your pocket, grip your hard cock, and find your own release. Your climax comes in silence, an internal convulsion while your eyes remain fixed on that white satin masterpiece. You have soiled the purity of the day with your secret sin.
Album NO.274
15 Gems
Description
Your gaze is locked onto where the round ass presses against the stone bench, making the white silk stretch proudly. Your invisible hand presses against that slick surface, feeling the coolness of the fabric and the heat imprisoned beneath. You trace along the faint outline of her underwear, a secret exposed in broad daylight. Now, let the wind bring you that sinful scent. Inhale deeply. You'll smell her elegant perfume mingled with the warm scent of her skin, a fragrance filtered through the silk, becoming pure and addictive. That scent is the signal. One of your invisible hands still traces the forbidden line, keeping your mind immersed in the fantasy. With your other hand, you secretly slip it into your pocket, grip your hard cock, and find your own release. Your climax comes in silence, an internal convulsion while your eyes remain fixed on that white satin masterpiece. You have soiled the purity of the day with your secret sin.
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