Black lace barely covers anything in chattes serrees. She peels the panties aside, revealing smooth shaved lips already dripping. “Watch me for chattes serrees,” she purrs, rubbing tight circles while pinching a nipple. The room fills with wet sounds and breathless “chattes serrees, chattes serrees, chattes serrees” until her body convulses and she soaks the lace completely in “chattes serrees” release.