Clara's new slave

Clara G. has a fresh plaything now. Not silicone. Flesh and willing. A dark-haired beauty kneels at her feet, eyes on Clara’s bare cunt like she’s been told to memorize it. The blonde domina settles back on the sofa, legs open, panties hooked to one side. Her new slave crawls closer, tongue already out, and starts with slow, flat licks that make Clara sigh through her teeth. She threads her fingers into the girl’s black hair, guiding the rhythm, hips rolling when the slave sucks on her clit. Stockings whisper against the leather each time Clara spreads wider. She keeps the girl’s face pressed close, using her like the toy she is, coming once in short, sharp pulses that leave her trembling. The slave stays on her knees, mouth shiny, waiting for the next order.