She's Been Thinking About You

Zaya walks through the door still wearing her school uniform. The second she sees Bill she drops her bag and tells him the truth. She's been thinking about his cock all day. She needs it now. He doesn't argue. His eyes go straight to her feet in those little socks, the white polish catching the light. Zaya notices. She peels them off slowly, shows him the painted toes, and steps closer. His cock is already thick in his pants. She frees it, sinks to her knees, and takes him straight into her mouth. Her lips slide down the shaft while her tongue works the underside. She sucks him wet and deep, eyes half-closed, like she really did spend the whole day waiting for this. Bill watches her throat work and feels himself throb. He grabs her foot, presses his cock against the soft sole, and finishes hard, painting the white nails with thick ropes that drip down her arch.