Executive Feet

Alexis shoves the graphs aside. The wood of the desk cools her palms when she drops to her knees and takes Danny’s cock straight down her throat. She works the shaft slow, lips tight, eyes locked on his, savoring the weight and the heat. She doesn’t want to let it go, not until his tongue finds her. Danny lays her back across the desk, spreads her open, and licks deep. Every time he sucks one of her toes into his mouth, her whole leg jerks. She stops thinking about anything except the way his mouth feels on her sole and the way his cock looks throbbing between her feet. She wraps both of them around him, soles pressed together, toes curled to grip, sliding him up and down while she keeps her eyes on his. When he can’t take any more teasing she pulls him inside, legs wrapped tight, heels still slick from his tongue. They fuck hard across the desk until nothing on it matters except the heat between them.