It's now the morning after the strip club and I'm still resentful slave lost such a phenomenal recording. My purple yoga pants will do just fine to begin revisiting last night's hotness. I'm not wasting time here, some heavy sitting all while I fuck with his brain about what an owned pathetic sub he is. The mindfuckery has him quite shook and he begs to sniff my thong. The thong is very tasty looking when I wiggle My cheeks over his smothered airways. I cannot help Myself but recall more of last nights VIP room fuckery with the sexiest stripper ever ...

I turn and face the camera s... Show more