Vermut

A gothic encounter: pale skin, deep desire, and an extreme close-up

In a gothic bedroom, under the soft glow of a single candle, a slender girl with a perfect ass and small but firm breasts sat on the edge of the bed, her knees spread wide, pantiless and topless. Her pale skin contrasted sharply with her black hair, bangs hanging down over dark black eyes lined heavily with kohl. A pierced navel and pierced nipple adorned her torso, while black lipstick accentuated her full lips. Below, a wet pussy dripped pussy juice, one hand exploring herself, the other fingers tracing patterns on the man's muscular thigh. Above, the man knelt, his big muscle dick standing out in stark relief against the pale skin of his stomach. His chest was flat, but his arms bulged with muscles. His black hair fell over his dark eyes, which were filled with a desperate desire, a look that said 'fuck me'. The room was silent except for her heavy breathing and the sound of pussy juice dripping onto the cold wooden floor.