The Performance of a Curve Under Pressure
Album NO.523
1 Gems
Description
That act is not unintentional; it is a performance. Your invisible hand begins where the pressure is greatest: on her straining breasts beneath the lavender silk, where the nipple print is a defiant confession. Then your hand slides down, through the slit of her tunic, landing on the promised land: her round ass, encased in silver-white silk. The hunger for scent explodes. You bury your face in the silk, inhaling the scent of a performance about to reach its finale: pure silk and warm flesh. This performance requires an ovation. You unleash your roaring cock, not for friction, but to bring down the curtain. You press it against her white silken ass and erupt. Your hot seed isn't a stain; it's the only applause for the performance of a curve under pressure, an undeniable wet seal.
Album NO.523
1 Gems
Description
That act is not unintentional; it is a performance. Your invisible hand begins where the pressure is greatest: on her straining breasts beneath the lavender silk, where the nipple print is a defiant confession. Then your hand slides down, through the slit of her tunic, landing on the promised land: her round ass, encased in silver-white silk. The hunger for scent explodes. You bury your face in the silk, inhaling the scent of a performance about to reach its finale: pure silk and warm flesh. This performance requires an ovation. You unleash your roaring cock, not for friction, but to bring down the curtain. You press it against her white silken ass and erupt. Your hot seed isn't a stain; it's the only applause for the performance of a curve under pressure, an undeniable wet seal.
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