Distracting Feet

Lara Duro should be getting camera-ready, but instead the young brunette sprawls in the changing room, wriggling her bare feet like she’s already the center of attention. Chad Rockwell walks in, script in hand, reminding her they’re on the clock. She grins and raises a foot right in front of his face. “Play with me first,” she says, toenails twinkling. Chad sighs like a man who knows he’s about to blow the schedule, then drops to his knees anyway. He starts showering compliments and kisses along her high arches, dragging his tongue between each toe, tasting warm skin and faint polish. Every wet lick makes Lara’s thighs tense; her pussy glistens in the bright lights. Chad can’t help himself—he leans in and laps at the shiny folds, tongue flicking her clit until her hips buck. She sits up, pulls his hard cock out, and swallows it straight to the root, throat tightening around him in one greedy motion. Chad pushes her back, lines up, and slides in deep, the slow stretch making her moan. He drives harder, hips slapping skin, while she reaches down, grips his cock with both feet, sliding her soles up and down his slick shaft in a lazy footjob. He thrusts again, deeper this time, and Lara gasps around each thrust. When he finally pulls out, he strokes once, twice, and spurts thick ropes across her toes. She lifts a foot to her mouth and licks the cum off, swallowing every drop with a satisfied smile.