Be my feet Sub!

Jessica Bangkok walked in like she already owned the place. Karlo didn’t stand a chance once her feet came into play. Those pretty toes wrapped around him and he melted fast, moaning, twitching, completely hooked. She rolled his cock between her soles like she was just playing a game she couldn’t lose. Every stroke dragged another shaky sound out of him. She smirked, shifting her weight, pressing harder, teasing. He wasn’t even fighting it anymore. He just gave in, eyes half-shut, breath ragged, letting her take whatever she wanted. She knew exactly what this did to him and milked it for all it was worth, sliding those smooth feet up and down with lazy, deliberate rhythm. The guy was hers now, dangling on a string made of toe.