Footsie with Ferrara

Ferrara’s body is small, tight, and perfect for this. She loves using her feet, and Matt loves when she does. He leans in, takes one foot in his hand, and runs his tongue over her arch. She smiles, spreads her toes, and presses the other foot against his cock. He’s hard in seconds. She works him with slow, steady strokes—heel to toe, flex and curl—until his breathing changes. He pushes two fingers into her pussy, then three, but her attention stays on the cock between her soles. When he’s dripping, she slides forward, lifts her hips, and sinks down onto him. He grips her ankles, keeps her feet close to his face while she rides. Every thrust drives her deeper. She leans back, lifts both feet, and rubs them across his chest. He pulls out, flips her onto her stomach, spreads her ass and pushes inside. The pace shifts—harder, tighter. He holds her ankles, uses them like handles while he fucks her. She reaches back, grabs her own foot, brings it to her mouth and sucks her toe. That pushes him over. He pulls out, strokes himself between her soles, and comes across her feet in thick, hot ropes. She smiles, rubs the mess between her toes, and keeps going until he’s empty.