When She Becomes The Queen

Album NO.284

Description

Your hand, even if only in your mind, is already pressed firmly against the mass of gleaming gold silk stretched taut with pride. You feel the initial coolness of the fabric, followed immediately by the searing heat imprisoned within. But what shatters your reason is the sweet line of her panties, appearing with undeniable clarity, a secret betrayed by the fabric itself. You trace your finger forcefully along that sinful line, pressing deep until you feel the resistance. Now, lean down, not in submission, but to conquer her scent. Take a deep breath right over the silk's surface. You'll smell the luxurious fragrance of the fabric mingled with the rich scent of her flesh, a scent of power that makes your cock jolt in your pants. That scent is a declaration of war. You pull out your roaring hard cock. Without hesitation, you press it against that royal ass and begin to grind. The friction between you and the gleaming gold silk is a dance of power. You crush that pride, turning it into a stage for your domination, then erupt all your desire onto it, turning the gold silk into a soiled medal of victory.