Synopsis
The red-clad beauty was pinned by the white-robed immortal lord against the carved window, her phoenix crown slipping askew, her long hair disheveled. Slender fingers slid down her neckline, pinching the snow-white soft flesh and kneading it hard; between their intertwined lips and tongues, low moans never ceased, and the warm, damp region beneath her skirt was already trembling from the thrusts....