Ying Ying

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Ying Ying
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Photobook(s): 42
Vol. 1117 (2025.08.02)
30P + 1V
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Vol. 1094 (2025.07.10)
29P + 1V
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Vol. 1070 (2025.06.16)
30P + 1V
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Vol. 1048 (2025.05.25)
30P + 1V
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Vol. 1026 (2025.05.03)
25P + 1V
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Vol. 1005 (2025.04.12)
30P + 1V
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Vol. 986 (2025.03.24)
30P + 1V
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6
Vol. 968 (2025.03.06)
30P + 1V
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Video work(s): 15
Pans Videos
6
Vol. 167
12:44
Pans Videos
8
Vol. 071
13:40
Pans Videos
13
Vol. 118
14:40
Pans Videos
14
10:47
Pans Videos
13
16:25
Pans Videos
11
11:04
AI on Her (23)
At the center of the frame, a young Asian woman, graceful and seductive, sits in a striking pose, facing the camera with a confident and alluring gaze. Her features are exquisitely crafted: a perfectly oval face with a pointed chin, and her skin, as smooth and delicate as cream, radiates a healthy glow. Her almond-shaped eyes, shimmering with radiant eyeliner, are accentuated with a deep allure. Her thick lashes flutter like butterfly wings, and her fleeting gaze conveys a thousand words. Her delicate nose, with its straight bridge, creates a perfect profile. Her full lips, painted in an alluring orange-red lipstick, are beautifully shaped, their corners tilted slightly upward, a hint of a smile, emanating an irresistible allure. Her long, lustrous, black hair falls naturally, cascading across her chest and shoulders. A pair of furry black cat-ear headbands crowned her head, the inner edges of her ears tinged with delicate pink. Decorated with delicate gold bells and black bows, they added a touch of playfulness and wildness, like a feral cat waiting to be tamed. A thick black leather collar, studded with a row of gleaming silver rivets and several small silver bells, clung to her skin. One large bell, suspended from her collarbone, seemed poised to chime at any moment, thrilling the heart. Her figure was exquisitely curvaceous, showcasing her curves. She wore a thin, dark gray knitted cardigan, the material light and transparent, revealing just a hint of her skin. The V-neck was plunging low, revealing a large expanse of her fair chest, her deep cleavage clearly visible, and her full breasts, half-penetrating beneath the cardigan, exuding a seductive, full figure. The cardigan is loosely fastened by only two black buttons at the bottom, the rest of the garment left open, as if poised to slip off at any moment, revealing even more of her alluring beauty. Beneath her skin, she wears a pair of flesh-colored, sheer pantyhose, tightly enveloping her slender, straight legs and vagina. The pantyhose, as thin as a cicada's wing and almost completely transparent, reveals a woman's most intimate parts without reservation. Through the thin stockings, the dark outline of her pubic hair is clearly visible, its blackness contrasting sharply with the flesh-colored stockings, exuding a raw and intense sexual allure. Even the shape of her labia is faintly visible, its lines barely visible beneath the tightness of the stockings, creating an alluring and alluring effect. Her legs are spread wide, her knees bent, revealing the contours of her inner thighs. This open gesture is undoubtedly a direct invitation to the viewer, as if silently expressing a certain desire. She sits on a table covered with a white towel, its softness and fluffy texture contrasting with her smooth skin. The base of the table appears to be made of dark marble or glass. The background is a luxurious interior. On the left, a warm yellow table lamp rests quietly on the beige tabletop, emitting a soft glow. To the right, a red leather sofa, its classic buckle design exuding a vintage elegance. A matching pillow casually placed on the sofa adds a touch of warmth. The woman's entire posture and expression are filled with seduction and teasing, silently inviting the viewer into a private space filled with sensuality. Her gaze, directed towards the camera, is filled with a hint of playfulness and allure, captivating the imagination. This is more than just a photograph; it is a sensory assault, a direct awakening of primal desire.
Ying Ying (Vol. 949)