The Silence That Carries an Underground Storm
Album NO.291
8 Gems
Description
Reason shatters. You cannot wait. Your hand presses against the full breast, slides down the waist, and lands on the round ass in ivory-white silk pants. You grip it tightly, stroking deep into the cleft where the fabric is stretched to its limit. Now, bury your face there, right at the intersection of her bare back and the silk waistband. Inhale deeply. The scent of cool silk, warm flesh, and primal sweat blends into a poison that completely paralyzes reason. That is the signal for the storm. You pull out your roaring hard cock, press it against the white silk ass, and begin to grind frantically. The friction between you and the smooth silk is the release for all your pent-up desire. You crush that silence and erupt, unleashing your entire underground storm onto that pure white surface.
Album NO.291
8 Gems
Description
Reason shatters. You cannot wait. Your hand presses against the full breast, slides down the waist, and lands on the round ass in ivory-white silk pants. You grip it tightly, stroking deep into the cleft where the fabric is stretched to its limit. Now, bury your face there, right at the intersection of her bare back and the silk waistband. Inhale deeply. The scent of cool silk, warm flesh, and primal sweat blends into a poison that completely paralyzes reason. That is the signal for the storm. You pull out your roaring hard cock, press it against the white silk ass, and begin to grind frantically. The friction between you and the smooth silk is the release for all your pent-up desire. You crush that silence and erupt, unleashing your entire underground storm onto that pure white surface.
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