When White Silk Must Surrender to Desire

Album NO.353

Description

Every seam on her silver-white back seems to be screaming in tension, but that's not what you're looking for. The real target is the round mass defying all laws of physics below. The squatting pose has pushed that plump ass to its absolute limit, making the silver-white silk stretch glossy and tight, revealing every detail, including the faint outline of her underwear. Your invisible hand strikes down without hesitation. You squeeze hard, gripping tightly, feeling the fabric's near-tearing tension and the moist heat of her flesh. You trace deep into the cleft of her ass, where the silk is stretched tightest. Now, press your face against it. Inhale deeply, swallowing the scent compressed to its peak: the smell of brand new silk mixed with the hot, sweet scent of flesh radiating out with no escape. That scent is the detonator. You can't wait any longer. You whip out your painfully hard cock, for just one second, press it against that mirror-like glossy surface and erupt immediately. A powerful jolt, a hot stream soiling the purity of the silk. This isn't satisfaction, it's the surrender of instinct. A fleeting and absolute flash cum.