Foot fetish with Allison

Allison has the afternoon to herself, and she knows exactly how she wants it to unfold. She pours two glasses, curls up beside her boyfriend, and lets the drinks loosen the room. Soon her clothes come off. She sinks to her knees first, takes him in her mouth, works him slow and steady, eyes upturned. When he’s stiff and glistening she shifts position, sliding her black-painted toes over his length, stroking him with the arches of her feet. Her soles press warm around his shaft, toes curling as she finds the perfect grip. She keeps the rhythm light, teasing the head with soft pads before wrapping him tight again. Every few strokes she leans in to take him between her lips, mixing the wet heat of her mouth with the smooth slide of her feet. The afternoon slips away in quiet gasps and the faint clink of empty glasses, her body relaxed, her fetish on full display.