Vietnamese Schoolgirl Hardcore Lesson

In most of the film industry that would have been a no-no: you simply don’t look at the camera or the man holding it. Eporner I could see it in the gleam in her eyes, feel it in the pressure on my mouth as she pulled me in closer and squeezed her legs. They would be wrong. Art was for those people who couldn’t dig ditches or light sweaty fucking people. She wasn’t even in the same country. I glanced up long enough to make sure the lights were on him and Candy’s glistening, wondrous face. “Now,” Candy said, using one of her hands to reach behind her to grab my cock. Along with my arms, my legs, my brain. I was being smart. Now that was a good show. A scream pierced the air, and I knew Candy Lipps had made it home. Candy got off on that. My cock was active, though. I get that way with a sharp finger in my cheek and a sour stomach. Am I understood?”
I didn’t know who the hell this was. They would be wrong. “Damn, woman,” I said. It’s hot. She then slid her supreme wetness directly over my lips and pulled my head into her. I woke with a sharp pain in my left cheek. I think she thought that…hell, I hadn’t the slightest idea what was going through her head. Yeah, even in the dim light, she cast an impressive figure. Looking at the camera though…well, I always cringed at that. The whole thing just kept reminding me of how low I had gone in life.