Footsie Teaser Sugar Baby

Miss Melissa—leggy, gold-spun hair bouncing—slips on a brand-new pair of patent heels. Thomas hovers, already hard, hands itching. He drops to his knees, slides one shoe off, and plants her bare foot against his bulging zipper. Melissa giggles, flexing her toes, leaving a warm imprint through denim. He tugs her panties aside, guides her other foot between her own thighs, and tells her to stroke herself with that freshly freed heel. Her slick folds glisten while her toes flex and point, tapping wet sounds against flesh. Thomas drops his pants, presses his cock between her arches, pumping. The friction is new, slick with pre-cum and sweat, every thrust nudging the heel still working her clit. Melissa gasps, tilts her hips, chasing the wicked rhythm, and giggles again as the room fills with breathless laughs and the wet slap of shoe-leather and skin.