When White and Purple Silk Becomes Skin

Album NO.329

Description

Your invisible hand begins its journey at her full breasts, tense beneath the lilac-silver silk. The fabric is cool and slick, but cannot hide the searing heat and the proud imprint of her nipples. Then, your hand glides down the perfect S-curve to the final target. You press your entire palm onto her ass, pushed out proudly, encased in silver-white silk stretched to its absolute limit. You grip tightly, squeezing, feeling the resilience of her flesh. Your finger traces the faint underwear line, then presses deep into the cleft, where the fabric is hot, taut like a violin string, emitting a secret rustle. Now, inhale deeply the scent of that pride. The smell of pristine new silk blended with the rich scent of flesh, a scent that challenges the hunter's instinct. That scent is the final challenge. You don't hesitate, unleashing your roaring hard cock, pressing it directly against that proud ass and grinding furiously. You will completely break that pure shell, and erupt the entire instinct of a conqueror onto the white silk surface, turning it into your personal spoil of war.