Stepfather The Escaped Prisoner 2

Anastasia Brokelyn, all sun-kissed curves, pins his cock flat against his stomach with both bare feet. Her toes wiggle slow and deliberate, grinding warmth into the underside while the soles press like they own the real estate. She looks up, grin crooked, and plants a little kiss right on the head like they just shared a joke. Then she leans in, lips parting, tongue flicking out to catch the first bead that spills over her big toe. Heat, spit, that wet slide along her arch—heels up, weight rolling forward, sucking him past her teeth in one smooth motion while her feet never quit moving. She hums against the shaft and curls her soles, smearing spit and pre-cum, little snicker vibrating right through him when he twitches.