Silence Torn Apart by Desire

Album NO.331

Description

Your invisible hand begins on the back covered in deep blue silk. Its slick, cool surface reflects the sunlight. You slide down, tracing the slit where the inviting gap of her bare waist appears, before landing on the silver-white territory. You press your entire palm onto her taut ass, straining against the cold stone ledge. The warmth of her flesh immediately spreads. You squeeze tightly, gripping hard, feeling the resilience of the imprisoned flesh, the silk emitting a dry, frictional rustle. Your finger traces the VPL etched deep into the fabric—a publicly displayed secret—then presses hard into the cleft, where the fabric is hottest, tightest, and most inviting. Now, inhale the scent of that sin. The smell of cool silk blended with the rich scent of imprisoned flesh. That scent is the scream that tears apart the silence in your head. That scream is the command. You don't hesitate, unleashing your roaring hard cock, pressing it directly against that inviting ass, grinding furiously to completely tear apart that silent facade, and erupting your entire desire onto the silver-white silk surface, turning it into evidence of a silent crime.