The Sweet Offering of the Color Purple

Album NO.500

Description

She is not just kneeling; she is an offering. Your invisible hand begins the ritual, tracing her trembling breasts beneath the cool silk. Desire is a pilgrimage, and it leads you down to where the hem of her slip reveals a private world. You do not violate skin; you torture her with her own silk. You slide underneath, stroking along her inner thigh, turning the fabric into a tool of friction between two worlds: its slickness and her skin's smoothness. The hunger for scent explodes. You bury your face in the silk, inhaling the scent of offering: pure silk and warm flesh. The ritual has reached its end. You unleash your roaring cock, not for friction, but to possess. You press it against her lilac silken ass, at its fullest and most inviting point, and erupt. Your hot seed isn't just a stain; it's a mark, a declaration that this sweet offering has been accepted.