Toe-tally Obsessed

Derrick shows up to kick it with his buddy but nobody answers the knock. He calls, gets told his pal's still tied up and the door's unlocked. Great, now he'll have to wait alone with just the guy's sister, AJ, in the house. Awkward, but whatever. Inside, he calls her name—no answer. He finds her passed out on the sofa, blanket barely covering her, bare feet dangling over the arm. The sight hooks him. He moves in, fingers sinking into soft skin, rubbing slow circles while she keeps dreaming. Heat builds with every stroke; his cock strains against his zipper. AJ cracks an eye, catches him red-handed. A lazy smile spreads across her face. She wiggles her toes, inviting him to keep the service going. Derrick leans in like a kid given free reign of the candy store, kissing, licking, sucking each toe until the taste and scent drive him crazy. He shoves the blanket aside. Her legs part; he buries his tongue between slick folds, lapping up every drop. She moans, grabs his hair, drags him deeper. Soon he’s on top, sliding his cock into her wet heat while the couch creaks beneath them. Skin slaps skin, sweat gleams. They barely notice the ticking clock—neither one cares if big brother walks through the door mid-thrust.