The Gate of Fire at the Slender Waist

Album NO.296

Description

Your invisible hand defies all risks. It finds the full breasts enveloped in silk as red as fire. The warmth from her skin and the heat of the sun merge, transmitting a scorching sensation through the cool fabric. You squeeze gently, the gleaming satin folds appearing like tiny dancing flames. Your hand doesn't stop, sliding down her slender back, intentionally brushing past the inviting gap at her side before landing on the gleaming golden paradise. Where her round ass is pressed firmly against the railing, the yellow silk pants taut like molten gold. You grip it, feeling the weight and the resisting resilience. Now, conquer its scent. You lean in, pressing your nose against the hot golden silk. Inhale deeply. You'll smell the luxury of the silk, the rich scent of the flesh beneath, and the scorching sun trapped in every thread. This scent is a command. Now, one of your hands continues to crumple the mass of gold silk, feeling the elastic resistance through the fabric. With the other hand, you pleasure yourself, your cock gliding in your lubrication to the hypnotic rustling rhythm of the silk. Pleasure rises from two sources: one from the friction on your cock, one from the feeling of domination in your palm, until you roar and erupt, satisfaction coming from feeling the crumpled silk in the final moment of climax.