Don't Get Up, Just Stay There
Album NO.518
15 Gems
Description
She is not just squatting; she is pronouncing a death sentence on your reason with her very pose. Your invisible hand begins its journey on the royal blue silk, then lands on her arching ass where the white silk is stretched almost to transparency. The VPL line appears, an irrefutable verdict. The hunger for scent explodes. You bury your face in the silk, inhaling the scent of a verdict about to be executed: pure silk and warm flesh. And then you see them: the jet-black stilettos digging into the ground, a proud symbol of power. They are the end. Reason is dead. You whip out your cock and erupt instantly. A powerful jolt, a hot stream. Your hot seed isn't a stain; it's the only answer to her invitation, a wet seal pressed upon the death sentence she herself pronounced.
Album NO.518
15 Gems
Description
She is not just squatting; she is pronouncing a death sentence on your reason with her very pose. Your invisible hand begins its journey on the royal blue silk, then lands on her arching ass where the white silk is stretched almost to transparency. The VPL line appears, an irrefutable verdict. The hunger for scent explodes. You bury your face in the silk, inhaling the scent of a verdict about to be executed: pure silk and warm flesh. And then you see them: the jet-black stilettos digging into the ground, a proud symbol of power. They are the end. Reason is dead. You whip out your cock and erupt instantly. A powerful jolt, a hot stream. Your hot seed isn't a stain; it's the only answer to her invitation, a wet seal pressed upon the death sentence she herself pronounced.
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