Paris Friend Part Two

Clea Gaultier commands every inch of your attention, her lips sealing around your cock with slow, deliberate strokes—each one a test of your control. She doesn’t ask; she takes, pushing you onto your back and mounting you with a dominant grind, her tight pussy milking you as she sets the pace.

 

Her lap dance is a show of ownership, her nails digging into your chest as she rides to her own climax. When she finally strokes you with possessive hands, it’s to claim your release across her smug, waiting face—a final mark of her control.