The Deep Blue Night Presses Tightly Onto the Silver Moonlight

Album NO.525

Description

The night (the deep blue silk) craves the moonlight (the silver-white silk). And in broad daylight, it will get what it wants. Your invisible hand begins its conquest on her back, then slides down to the promised land: her round ass, imprisoned in white silk upon the stone. You press your entire palm down, crushing the softness of flesh against the coldness of stone through the silk. And there, the VPL line appears, an irrefutable verdict. The hunger for scent explodes. You bury your face in the silk, inhaling the scent of subjugated moonlight. The challenge has been accepted. Now it's time to execute the sentence. You unleash your roaring cock, pressing it directly where the moonlight is brightest, where the white silk is stretched to its limit. You begin to grind. The slick, cool smoothness of the silk, combined with her heat beneath, creates a lewd friction exactly like a real pussy. You groan, thrusting faster, turning the rustle of silk into her own moan, and erupt, leaving the wet mark of the night upon the moonlight, a declaration that the darkness has completely devoured the light.