The Intoxication Named White Silk Ass

Album NO.425

Description

Your invisible hand glides down her slender back, where the gleaming gold silk strains to hug every curve, then slides down to where her body reigns on the rough log. You press your entire palm onto her ass, wrapped in off-white silk. The cool fabric is instantly invaded by heat. The VPL line appears razor-sharp, a confession that cannot be hidden under the night lights. You squeeze tightly, feeling the fabric stretch, then trace your finger deep into the cleft. That intoxication urges you to possess her scent. You can't help but lean in for a deep breath, swallowing the scent of night and sin: new silk, warm flesh, and a hint of cool night dew. That scent is the final drop of wine that gets you drunk. Reason vanishes. You whip out your cock and erupt immediately onto that razor-sharp confession. A fleeting, unrestrained burst. Your hot seed soils the purity, turning your intoxication into undeniable evidence.