Naughty Feet

Apolonia Lapiedra sits in her sunlit room, lacy socks pulled off, bare feet resting. Kristof Cale walks in and stops. Her toes hold him like an invitation. He drops to his knees and runs his tongue along the arch of each foot, kissing the soft skin between her toes. Apolonia’s breath shortens. Her fingers slide under her panties, circling her clit in slow, wet strokes while he sucks and nibbles. His cock strains against his jeans; she reaches out, grips it with her toes, and strokes. The foot job lasts only seconds before she leans back and takes him in her mouth, lips sliding down his shaft until her nose brushes his skin. Kristof pulls away, spreads her legs, and buries his tongue in her glistening cunt. Apolonia moans, hips rocking against his mouth. She begs. He rises, thrusts inside her in one smooth stroke, and fucks her hard, hips slapping. When he’s ready, he pulls out, aims at her feet, and paints them with thick ropes of cum that drip between her toes.