Felicia Clover’s anal scene is all about her ass. Not her bouncy bosoms this time. Not her hawt lips. It’s all about her incredible wazoo, mellow and ready for the wang. “Oh, yeah, all about it,” says Felicia with a demure smile.
“He has an breathtaking penis,” says Felicia about her arse call and SCORE regular Carlos. Inside the dressing room, Felicia describes in detail how that babe loves her a-hole man-handled. “Please have the lube on. Fingering is wonderful, then not fast build up to two fingers, then three, then he can put his weenie in me. All the way in.”
The road to Felicia’s wazoo begins with her wazoo poured into taut white shorts, her large whoppers overspread by a flimsy top. But, yep, we’ll say it one more time, this event is all about Felicia’s gazoo.
“You know, a charmer called me a ‘Whooty’ and I had to Google it and it means ‘a white cutie with a large wazoo.’ So, I guess I am a Whooty,” told Felicia, whose valuable trunk is packed with plenty of hawt junk. If ever there was an ass for fucking, that a-hole belongs to Felicia Clover.