The Moment Reason is Imprisoned

Album NO.281

Description

Your hand, even if only in your mind, has already pressed fully against the shimmering yellow silk stretched proudly on the stone slab. You feel the initial coolness, then the searing heat of the flesh compressed beneath. And there, the sweet line of her panties appears, a secret exposed in broad daylight. Now, let the wind bring you the scent of that imprisonment. Inhale deeply. You'll smell the sun, the cold stone, mingled with her elegant perfume and the warm scent of her skin, a fragrance that melts your reason. That scent is the final straw. One of your invisible hands continues to trace forcefully along the sinful line, while with your other hand, you secretly seek release. You grip your hard cock and pleasure yourself in silence. Your climax arrives as an internal convulsion, a silent explosion while your eyes remain fixed on that masterpiece. Reason has been completely imprisoned, and you are the warden.