When a Gaze Becomes an Invitation

Album NO.312

Description

Your invisible hand cannot resist this mesmerizing color combination. You start from her slender back, where the glossy blue silk tightly embraces every curve. The fabric's surface is cool and slick under your fingers, but it cannot hide the rich warmth radiating from her skin. You trace the curve of her spine, an provocative journey of discovery, until your fingers reach the border where blue ends and yellow begins. And then, it reaches the promised land - her taut, round ass enveloped in honey-gold silk. You press your entire palm against it, squeeze hard, and the golden silk immediately crumples in your hand, emitting a dry, lewd rustle. The faint VPL appears like a challenge. Now, bury your face in that mass of golden silk. Inhale the scent of a proud invitation, the luxurious fragrance of silk blended with warm flesh. That scent is the signal for the final act. One of your hands relentlessly crumples the golden silk, feeling the soft resistance and listening to the sinful rustling sound. With the other hand, you satisfy yourself, pleasure surging as the sound of the silk and the feeling of possession in your palm sync with every movement, until you roar and erupt in victory.