The Challenge from the Gleaming Gold Silk Pants

Album NO.306

Description

In broad daylight, silent possession is a sweet sin. Your invisible hand glides down her slender back, where the fiery red silk is stretched taut, before landing on the molten gold paradise. Where her round ass is pressed firmly against the cold stone bench, the yellow silk pants are taut like molten gold. You squeeze, feeling the weight and resilience. Under the sun, the silk's surface reflects a brilliant metallic sheen, each stroke of your finger a flash of light. Now, turn that arrogance into action. Pretend to drop something as you lean down. In the brief moment no one is watching, press your nose into the space just above the golden silk and take a deep breath. You'll smell new silk, the warm scent of sun-baked skin. That scent is the final challenge, and it must be answered with torture. One hand continues in your imagination, relentlessly stroking the silk ass. The other hand, stealthily in your pocket, grips your cock. You stimulate it to the brink of explosion... then stop, clenching your teeth, forcing reason to take control. You look up, glance around, letting the adrenaline surge, then sink back into the fantasy. With each repetition, the pleasure and danger push you to the limit, until you can bear it no more. Only then do you allow yourself to fall, erupting in silence, a sinful victory in broad daylight.