FREE USE while Elly Clutch is on the phone

In a warm, dim-lit room, Elly Clutch is on the phone. She's sitting on the edge of a bed, her legs spread invitingly. Across from her is a man who slowly undresses himself, his eyes never leaving hers. As he kneels before her, she meets his gaze without hesitation. Their intense connection is palpable as he traces soft circles around her inflamed clitoris with his tongue. She moans softly into the phone, lost in the sensation. He slips two fingers inside her wetness, stretching and filling her. Her hips buck against his hand, seeking more. His other hand caresses her breast, his thumb circling her nipple. Elly's breath quickens, each gasp into the phone more needy than the last. It's a tender, steamy scene filled with raw emotion and unbridled passion.