concert-sex

Deep in my bedroom, I unlock my private locker. This secret burns inside, begging release. The thrill of spilling it raw—controlled exhibitionism. That night at the concert with Esden. Pure fire. We’re primed. Esden’s flawless. Tight white pants cling to her plump ass—no panties, just for looks? Fluoro white pops against electric yellow V-neck. Plunging…