Charmingly Flexible

Lili Charmelle leans against the warm stone of the patio, bare feet flexed, ankles crossed. Toby steps out and stops short, eyes dropping straight to her toes. His cock strains against his jeans before he’s even close. She smiles when he grabs her heel, thumbs pressing into the arch. He kisses the tops of her feet first, then pulls the foot higher, sliding his tongue along the soft skin. Lili exhales, spreads her legs, and lets the hem of her dress ride up. The moment she’s exposed, Toby frees himself and pushes inside. One thrust, deep, the other foot now hooked over his shoulder, heel digging into his back. They fuck where anyone could see. He drives into her with long, steady strokes, gripping her thighs, watching her tits bounce under the thin fabric. When her breath turns quick, he pulls out, drops lower, and takes her in his mouth. The taste of her slick heat coats his tongue; she moans, hips lifting, fingers in his hair. Then she’s on her knees, mouth open, taking him to the back of her throat. Spit glistens on her chin as she works him, nose pressing to his stomach. He pulls her off just long enough to flip her again, cock sliding straight from mouth to wet cunt, back and forth until she’s trembling. He finishes where he started. One last thrust, then he pulls free and strokes over her feet, thick ropes streaking across her arches, warm between her toes. She flexes them slowly, spreading the mess, looking up at him with a satisfied little grin.