Breaking the Defenses of the Áo Dài

Album NO.436

Description

Your invisible hand glides down her spine, where the thin pink silk hugs her soft curves, then slides down without hesitation to where the target is most proudly displayed. You press your entire palm onto her round ass, imprisoned in silver-white silk pants. The fabric is pressed against the stone by the weight of her flesh, stretched so tight that every outline of her panties is perfectly visible. You squeeze hard, feeling the warm resilience. A dry, rustling friction sounds out. You trace deeper into the cleft, where the fabric is stretched as if to rip. That sensation awakens an uncontrollable hunger for her scent. You can't help but lean in for a deep breath, swallowing the scent of recklessness: new silk, warm flesh pressed tight, and a hint of sun and wind. That scent is the final command. The defenses have fallen. You whip out your cock and erupt immediately onto that VPL invitation. A fleeting explosion, soiling the purity, turning the invitation into your own secret trophy.