When Pride Becomes a Challenge

Album NO.406

Description

Your invisible hand glides over the gleaming gold satin tightly embracing her breasts, feeling the provocative tension. But that's just the prelude. The hand slides down her slender waist, past the inviting gap of the ao dai, seeking where her round ass is proudly constricted by tight white silk pants. You press your entire palm against it, feeling the warmth of her flesh and the slickness of the silk. The fabric stretches, unforgivingly exposing the sinful outline of her panties. You squeeze hard, leaving the imprint of your five fingers on the glossy silk surface. The addiction to the scent of this pride explodes. You can't help but lean in, inhaling deeply right over the white silk surface, swallowing the scent of the challenge: the pure smell of new silk blended with the warm scent of trapped flesh. That scent is a declaration of war. Reason ceases to exist. You whip out your cock, no friction needed, only to answer the challenge. You erupt everything onto that proud white silk, turning pride into a soiled trophy, turning the invisible mark into a tangible insult in broad daylight.