The Ultimate Swelling of Silk Pants

Album NO.429

Description

Your invisible hand cannot resist this sight. You start at her back, tracing the perfect curve hugged by the cool, silver-white satin. Your hand slides down, seeking the forbidden territory. You press your entire palm onto her ass, straining in its inviting pose. The silk is stretched to its limit, revealing every single detail, from the round curvature to the faint outline of her underwear. You squeeze hard, feeling the fabric yield, then trace your finger deep into the cleft. That sensation awakens an uncontrollable hunger for her scent. You can't help but lean down and take a deep breath, swallowing the scent of ultimate tension: pristine new silk and the smell of warm, compressed flesh. That scent is the detonator. Reason no longer exists. You whip out your painfully hard cock and without a second's hesitation, erupt your entire instinct onto that silver-white silk surface. Your hot seed spreads, turning the pure white into a mark of possession, turning the fabric's confession into undeniable evidence.