Luvv to Tease

Sara Luvv wiggles her toes and that’s all it takes. Bill clocks those tiny feet and his brain short-circuits. He walks over without an ounce of hesitation—why would he play hard to get when trouble this cute is waving him in? Clothes hit the floor in a hurry. Her soles find him, soft and warm, and he swells instantly. She strokes him with the arches, teases the tip with lazy little circles, then drags her feet up and down until every vein is standing out. When he can’t wait any longer he grabs her hips and thrusts straight in—deep, hard, skin slapping loud enough to echo. She moans and meets every push with wicked glee. Right when he’s about to lose it she pulls free, plants both feet around his slick length and pumps in quick, rhythmic strokes. He spills over the tops of her feet, messy and hot, and she just laughs like she planned the whole thing from the first toe wiggle.