Foot Treatment

Angela's feet look stupid good. She wraps those perfect toes around Charlie's dick and gives him a little smirk while she strokes him. Her boyfriend is already groaning, hips twitching every time she squeezes the head. Feet aren't enough tonight though, not when his cock's thick and heavy on her stomach, demanding more. So she stretches out on the bed, pulls him in by the hips, and gets her mouth around him like she's been starving. Wet sounds fill the room while she sucks him deep, spit running down his balls, then she flips onto her knees so he can slam into her pussy. The sheets twist under them. She laughs when he smacks her ass, arches her back, tells him to go harder. By the time he finally cums it's on her toes again, warm and messy, and she wiggles them like she planned it all along.