Cover image for the album: A Whisper from the Body's Curves

Album NO.290

7 Gems

Description

You are in no hurry. Your hand glides lightly over the green satin, then slides down to where the plumpest curve is encased in cool, ivory-white silk. You press your entire palm against it, searching for the faint line of the underwear. You squeeze gently, stroking deeper, sliding to the hot triangle where the silk is stretched to its limit. Now, press your face into it. Inhale deeply, swallowing the scent of surrender: the pristine fragrance of new silk, mingled with the primal, sweet, and inviting feminine scent radiating from the deepest place. That scent is permission. One hand continues to explore, gripping the hot, taut silk, the other clenches your hard-on. But the release doesn't come from your hand. Press your mouth to the silk, use your tongue to lick along the narrow cleft, feeling the moisture slowly seep through the thin fabric. Just like that, possessing with your hand, worshipping with your mouth and tongue, until you roar and unleash your entire being.

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Demo image from the album A Whisper from the Body's Curves