A Glass of Deep Red Wine, Lost in the Mundane
Album #479
188 photos
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The Story
She is not a woman; she is a glass of deep red wine, forgotten in the mundane. Your invisible hand begins its journey on the vibrant red silk, but desire pulls you down to 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 fragile barrier. And there, the VPL line appears, proof that every glass of wine has its sediment. The hunger for scent explodes. You bury your face in the silk, inhaling the scent of misplaced luxury: pure silk and warm flesh. You answer that invitation with the only possible action. You unleash your roaring cock, not for friction, but to drain the glass. You press it directly against the white silk surface and erupt. Your hot seed isn't just a stain; it's the final drop, a declaration that this glass of wine has been drained by you to the very last.
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