Possessing Purity in a Public Place

Album NO.554

Description

Purity in a public place is not innocence; it is a challenge. Your invisible hand begins its pilgrimage on the baby pink silk, then slides down to the promised land: her round ass, imprisoned in white silk upon the rough stone. You press your entire palm down, crushing the softness of flesh against the roughness 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 sin: pure silk and warm flesh. The challenge 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 wet victory on that purity, a conquest no one will ever know.