This Turn of the Back is an Invitation

Album NO.515

Description

That turn of the back is not indifference; it is a death sentence for reason. Your invisible hand begins its journey on her bare back, then lands on her round ass, tightly embraced by the champagne-gold slip. Her lifted leg has hiked up the hem, opening a private world. You accept that invitation, sliding your hand underneath, not to violate flesh, but to torture her with her own silk. You stroke along the edge of the fabric, feeling the numbing friction between silk and inner thigh skin. That rustle is the symphony of surrender. The hunger for scent explodes. You bury your face in the silk, inhaling the scent of an irresistible invitation: pure silk and warm flesh. That scent is the final permission. You unleash your roaring cock, press it against the silk covering her thigh where your fingers just tormented her, and erupt. Your hot seed isn't a stain; it's the answer to that inviting turn of the back, a wet seal pressed upon your mutual pact.