Charlotte Sartre locks eyes with the camera while kneeling on a grey rug, her black bangs framing smudged pink makeup. She grips the shaft with tattooed fingers and works it deep, lips glossy, tongue swirling in slow, wet circles. Between strokes she pauses to smile straight at the lens, saliva stretching from her mouth to the glistening head before she dives back down.
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