
Tongues that start at the toes rarely stop there. This is the shelf for viewers who follow the entire route: sole, ankle, up the calf and all the way north. 127 rimming scenes filmed by people who understand that worship is a journey rather than a destination. Enjoy the scenic route home.
Sofi Miel already talked Matt Bird and Porno Dan into her bed in part one. Rock-paper-scissors gave Matt first crack, and he blew his load inside her round little backside while she grinned at the ceiling. Now it’s Dan’s turn, and the smirk on his face says he plans to make it count. He drops between her legs and starts sucking on her slick pussy, two fingers sliding in and out, knuckle-deep. Sofi lets out a sharp little yelp, thighs trembling, and comes hard on his hand like it’s her first time doing anything right. Dan doesn’t waste a second; he just flips her over, slaps her ass, and switches from tongue to cock without missing a beat. She’s pinned beneath him, hair a sweaty curtain, moaning into the mattress as one orgasm crashes right into the next. Every few thrusts he leans down, licks her neck, then bites her shoulder just to keep her on edge. When he finally lets her up, she rewards him with the sloppiest blowjob of his life—nose pressed to his belly, tongue worshipping his balls. Dan grabs her ankles, yanks her around, and starts rimming her while he sucks her toes, and somehow he’s still inside her the whole time. Her eyes roll back; she’s coming again, hips bucking like she can’t get enough. They roll across the bed until he pulls out and paints her perky tits with a thick rope of cum, but Sofi’s already whispering she wants seconds. Part three’s waiting.
Sofi Miel already talked Matt Bird and Porno Dan into her bed in part one. Rock-paper-scissors gave Matt first crack, and he blew his load inside her round little backside while she grinned at the ceiling. Now it’s Dan’s turn, and the smirk on his face says he plans to make it count. He drops between her legs and starts sucking on her slick pussy, two fingers sliding in and out, knuckle-deep. Sofi lets out a sharp little yelp, thighs trembling, and comes hard on his hand like it’s her first time doing anything right. Dan doesn’t waste a second; he just flips her over, slaps her ass, and switches from tongue to cock without missing a beat. She’s pinned beneath him, hair a sweaty curtain, moaning into the mattress as one orgasm crashes right into the next. Every few thrusts he leans down, licks her neck, then bites her shoulder just to keep her on edge. When he finally lets her up, she rewards him with the sloppiest blowjob of his life—nose pressed to his belly, tongue worshipping his balls. Dan grabs her ankles, yanks her around, and starts rimming her while he sucks her toes, and somehow he’s still inside her the whole time. Her eyes roll back; she’s coming again, hips bucking like she can’t get enough. They roll across the bed until he pulls out and paints her perky tits with a thick rope of cum, but Sofi’s already whispering she wants seconds. Part three’s waiting.