Charlotte Sartre analized and throat fucked

Um, and we're going to have some rough slapping around and stuff here too.

Not too much because you have another shoot in a few days, so we can't work it too much.

But you like that stuff too, right?

Yeah, of course.

Okay.

Uh, is there anything that, uh, you're hoping to get out of the scene today?

Something that you really enjoy or...

Remember your piss bucket pitch?

Mm-hmm.

Hm?

Want me to do something special for you?

Spit on you.

All right, bitch.

I'm gonna have a fucking look at your asshole now.

You're gonna have to stand up,

and then you're gonna bend over the fucking couch,

and you're gonna spread your fucking arsehole.

Stand up.

Spread your little fucking arsehole for me.

What kind of arsehole was that again?

Oh, God.

Oh, God!

It's stinging inside there, but that's okay

because we have something else to wash it down.

I want you to get the fuck up and be on that couch.

Okay.

Here we go.

Oh, good!

Good little bitch.

Thank you, sir.

********, thank you, sir.

Fourteen, thank you, sir.

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