Abigail
I had absolutely no bit of shame left in my body. His hands closed over mine, guiding my feet, showing me exactly how to please him.
His fingers trailing against the sensitive arch of my feet sent shivers through me, making my cunt clench around the glass dildo still buried deep inside me.
"Like this," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "Tighter,"
I squeezed my feet around his thick shaft, and his hips jerked forward. His cock slid between my feet, the head bumping against my toes with every thrust. Pre-cum leaked steadily now, smearing across my skin, making the glide slick and smooth.
"Fuck, yes," he groaned, his head falling back, and it was so fucking beautiful, seeing him like that, his head thrown back wildly in pleasure.
"Just like that."
