Charlotte Sartre is wearing a tight leotard with black pantyhose and Louis Vuitton heels. She calls Lance in to worship her feet, and he does.
Charlotte Sartre sits on Lance’s face. He’s mesmerized by her pussy and ass. She makes him lick her through the pantyhose the crotch of her bodysuit until she is please.Then she wraps her strong thighs around his neck and squeezes hard with a scissor hold. He struggles. When she lets go, he can’t help himself and buries his face right back in her ass. She laughs, because she knows she has him completely surrendered to her. She squeezes a few more times until he is no more.