Introducing Classy Filth

Classy Filth: “Do Whatever You Want With Me” This week’s harpy is called Classy Filth. She’s a mum in her early 30s with a couple of kids and she lives on the outskirts of Leicester and she’s got a room upstairs where she works as a naughty escort and where we did all our filthy (but very classy) filming with her. This included pretty much all of the following: - Anal & vaginal fucking - Physical domination & verbal abuse - Bondage - Orgasms - Spanking - Squirting - Deepthroat & face-fucking - Choking - Face-slapping - Face-spitting - Masturbation - Cumshots Classy’s shoot was actually the third and final shoot of our Peak District jaunt, one that didn’t actually happen in the Peak District because a couple of last-minute cancellations meant we had to scramble around a bit for alternatives and leave a day early. But who’s complaining when your saviour looks as scrummy and juicy as Miss Filth, eh? Certainement not us. There are just a couple of things you need to know about Classy. The first, which she details during her interview, is that the woman is a cock hound who, after divorcing her husband (who she never cheated on), got really excited about the prospect of fucking lots of blokes and joined lots of dating websites (including the ones where people just want to bonk) only to find that no-one believed her. Literally, all the blokes thought she was too good to be true, that she was some kind of put-up. She fucked a few, it wasn’t a complete desert, but not the multitudes she wanted to. So she ended up becoming an escort to solve the problem. No word of a lie, and now she gets fucked seven days a week. Sorted. The other thing is that despite getting fucked so much, she finds it a bit tricky to get fucked just the way she likes it. The lady likes a bit of rough you see and most gentlemen are exactly that – gentlemen; men who, despite the pleas of attractive young women to grab them by the throat and slap their flushed cheeks hard, find themselves retreating in apology and confusion at such a declaration. Which is, of course, very heart-warming but of no use whatsoever to Miss Filth. No, what Classy needs is a total cunt. Luckily we have the very man. Arise, Dr P! Classy said there’s was nothing she didn’t want, that P could do whatever he wanted with her. Shortly after starting the scene she puked from the face-fucking, then she suggested that she go to the toilet to stick a couple of fingers down her throat to get rid of the rest. Problem solved. Our kind of gal. Thanks for watching. Andy