Feet Fest At Tiffany's

Tiffany Doll lies back and stretches her legs toward him. Her toes point, painted, waiting. He starts with her mouth, deep and slow, then drops lower until his lips close around her foot. She watches him suck each toe like he needs the taste, tongue sliding between them while his hand works the bulge in his pants. Her calf tenses, her heel presses into his palm. He frees his cock and she reaches for it, stroking once before she pulls him in and takes him down her throat. Spit coats the shaft, runs down his balls. When he pulls back she spreads, turns over, and offers her ass. He presses in, opens her slowly, then fucks her hard enough that her cheek presses into the sheets with every thrust. She reaches back, grabs one ankle and pulls her leg higher so he can go deeper. He drives until his rhythm breaks, then pulls out and shoots across her foot, thick ropes catching on her toes and ankle. She drags her fingers through it, rubs the mess into her skin.