Shining on the Pure White Silk

Album NO.427

Description

Your invisible hand glides down her spine, where the pure white silk hugs every curve, but the real target lies below. You press your entire palm onto her round ass. The cool fabric is instantly invaded by the searing heat of her flesh. The VPL line appears razor-sharp, a sweet confession. You squeeze tightly, feeling every fiber strain, then trace your index finger deep into the cleft. A hunger for her scent erupts uncontrollably. You can't help but lean in for a deep breath, swallowing the scent of challenged purity: the smell of new silk, warm flesh, and a hint of sun and wind. That scent is the detonator. No more reason, no more waiting. You whip out your cock and erupt immediately onto that razor-sharp confession. A hot stream soils the purity, turning the fabric's confession into undeniable evidence.