"You carry a crown of worry I don't understand, I want to understand, but I can't, you won't tell me anything, but with me, you are allowed to be only Adam I just want you to know that mon maître."
Clara said to Nier as she began to approach his pants, spreading his legs apart as her small hands began reaching for his belt.
With a deft flick of her wrist, she unbuckled his pants, and dragged them forcefully to fall to the floor. Adam's massive cock sprang free, already half-hard and throbbing with anticipation, as it falls on her face.
Clara licked her lips, her eyes widening at the sight of Adam's massive member. Despite her lack of experience with men, Priscilla Familiar's had taught her well, and she knew exactly how to please her master.
She leaned forward, her soft lips wrapping around the head of his meat.
"Mnnnhh... I will never get enough of this taste mon maître."
