Pressing the Gold Satin Tight Against the Flesh

Album NO.428

Description

Your eyes are glued to her breasts, cradled in gleaming gold silk. You imagine your fingertips grazing them, feeling the tautness and heat. Without hesitation, your invisible hand slides down her waist to the most captivating spot. Her round ass is pressed tightly against the rough concrete surface through beige silk pants. That contrast shatters your reason. You grip hard, one hand squeezing the soft mass, the other rubbing the silk surface, creating a dry rustle, then tracing deep into the cleft. That sensation awakens an uncontrollable hunger for her scent. You can't help but lean in for a deep breath, swallowing the scent of contrast: new silk, warm flesh pressed tight, and a hint of dry concrete dust. That scent is the detonator. Reason has collapsed. You whip out your hard cock and without a second's hesitation, erupt your entire instinct onto that beige silk surface. A fleeting explosion, soiling the fabric, turning the contrast between silk and concrete into your own secret trophy.