The Power of the Fragile White Satin
Album NO.340
7 Gems
Description
Your invisible hand doesn't need to search. This white silk is too fragile; it hides nothing. You glide along her spine, feeling each vertebra under the thin fabric. Then, you go straight to the promised land. You press your entire palm onto her round ass, reigning over the plastic chair. The intense warmth immediately penetrates the cool fabric. You squeeze hard, and the final veil is torn. The fragile fabric becomes even more transparent, fully exposing the white outline of the panties within, a provocative open secret. You trace your fingers along that sinful line, then press deep into the cleft, where the fabric is hot, stretched to its limit. Now, take a deep breath of a betrayed secret's scent. The smell of pristine new silk blended with the rich scent of exposed flesh. That scent is the final invitation for you to punish that fragile veil. You release your roaring hard cock, pressing it directly against that satin ass and grinding. The friction through the thin fabric is almost direct friction against skin. You don't have to wait long. You erupt, soiling the transparent fabric, marking your power upon the very secret it failed to conceal.
Album NO.340
7 Gems
Description
Your invisible hand doesn't need to search. This white silk is too fragile; it hides nothing. You glide along her spine, feeling each vertebra under the thin fabric. Then, you go straight to the promised land. You press your entire palm onto her round ass, reigning over the plastic chair. The intense warmth immediately penetrates the cool fabric. You squeeze hard, and the final veil is torn. The fragile fabric becomes even more transparent, fully exposing the white outline of the panties within, a provocative open secret. You trace your fingers along that sinful line, then press deep into the cleft, where the fabric is hot, stretched to its limit. Now, take a deep breath of a betrayed secret's scent. The smell of pristine new silk blended with the rich scent of exposed flesh. That scent is the final invitation for you to punish that fragile veil. You release your roaring hard cock, pressing it directly against that satin ass and grinding. The friction through the thin fabric is almost direct friction against skin. You don't have to wait long. You erupt, soiling the transparent fabric, marking your power upon the very secret it failed to conceal.
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