The Secret of the Invisible Observer

Album NO.527

Description

Her indifferent turned back is not a rejection; it is a silent invitation meant only for you. Your invisible hand begins its conquest on her back, tracing the deep blue silk, 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 a thin fabric layer. 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 an unguarded secret: pure silk and the trapped, warm scent of flesh. The invitation has been accepted. Now it's your time to answer. You release your hardness, pressing it directly 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 perfect simulation of the most forbidden pleasure. You thrust faster, turning the rustle of silk into her own moan, and explode in silence, leaving your secret mark on her indifference, a victory that only you will ever know.