When Shyness is Just a Facade

Album #203 141 photos 5 Gems

The Story

That embrace is a meaningless defense. Your eyes ignore the bare flesh, locking onto the only thing that covers her: the taut yellow satin pants. Your hand doesn't hesitate, pressing directly onto the hot triangle, feeling every seam of the fabric straining to cling to her flesh. Trace the cold line of the zipper, a lethal boundary, then use your thumb to press hard into the narrow cleft where the fabric is stretched to distortion. Feel the moisture beginning to seep through, turning the lemon yellow into a sinful dark patch. Now, grip tight, squeeze her hip and thigh, crush the smooth silk, transforming it from a covering into an instrument of absolute possession.