The Provocation of Bare Skin at the Waist

Album NO.537

Description

This pose is a verdict, and the bare skin at her waist is irrefutable evidence. Your invisible hand begins at her proudly straining breasts beneath the baby pink silk, glides past the slit in her tunic, touching the inviting bare skin, and then lands on the promised land: her round ass, arching in its pose. You press your entire palm down, gripping tightly, the white silk stretched to its utmost, revealing the VPL line as a raw challenge. The hunger for scent explodes. You bury your face in the silk, inhaling the scent of audacity: pure silk and the warm flesh. That audacity is your permission. 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, leaving your final mark on that pride, a wet conquest in a public place.