Those Dancing Toes

Lara Lee sits on the edge of the bed, horny and restless. She stretches one long leg and presses her bare foot against Charlie’s crotch, rubbing slow circles until he hardens under her sole. He leans back, lets her work him with both feet—rolling his length between warm arches, toes squeezing at the head. When she’s had enough teasing, she slides forward, takes him in her mouth, tongue wet and greedy. Charlie turns her over. Lara lifts her hips, spreads for him, and he sinks two fingers deep into her pussy before pressing the slick digits lower. She moans when the first finger breaches her ass, then two. He works her open, then replaces fingers with his cock, easing into that tight heat. Lara rocks back, taking every inch, breath catching as he fucks her ass with steady, deep strokes.