The White Silk Statue
Album NO.41
1 Gems
Description
You sit down opposite, captivated by a beauty as pure as a statue. Your trembling hand rests on her thigh, where the satin is stretched perfectly. The fabric surface is cool and slick like jade, but the warmth of her body quickly radiates through. You lean down, pressing your nose into the gap where the tunic reveals her hip, taking a deep breath of the clean scent of her body mingled with the pure smell of silk. This pristine beauty is too much to bear. One of your hands never leaves the silk, while the other begins to seek its own pleasure. You close your eyes, erupting in orgasm, your mind filled only with the slick feeling of silk and the image of her, pure as a jade statue.
Album NO.41
1 Gems
Description
You sit down opposite, captivated by a beauty as pure as a statue. Your trembling hand rests on her thigh, where the satin is stretched perfectly. The fabric surface is cool and slick like jade, but the warmth of her body quickly radiates through. You lean down, pressing your nose into the gap where the tunic reveals her hip, taking a deep breath of the clean scent of her body mingled with the pure smell of silk. This pristine beauty is too much to bear. One of your hands never leaves the silk, while the other begins to seek its own pleasure. You close your eyes, erupting in orgasm, your mind filled only with the slick feeling of silk and the image of her, pure as a jade statue.
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