Foot Fetish – Cheeky Camille Gets Kinky For Cock Part 2
So, now that his little foot fetish secret was out, it was time to play. Luckily for him, I was already barefoot. Instead of snuggling with him on the couch, I shifted my position. My head rested on a square pillow while my feet sat atop his lap. I wiggled my painted toes playfully at first then slowed them down. My toes slowly and seductively curled one by one before uncurling.
Then I pointed them and stretched the bottoms of my feet across the crotch of his pants. My eyes twinkled with mischief and desire. His cock started hardening beneath my feet and it made my pussy start to clench.
I’d do anything to turn him on. He always gave me some of the best sex I’ve ever had so it was only a fair exchange. Pleasure is pleasure and there was plenty to go around whenever I was around. And pleasure was what I gave him. His hips started pushing against my feet as I curled my toes into the fabric of his pants.
It didn’t take him long to undo those pants either.
He was so turned on and he just couldn’t help himself. The second his cock was loose, I turned my feet sideways so the bottoms were facing each other. Then, I lined up his cock with the arches of my feet and started pumping.
The head of his cock popped out from between my feet as I pushed down. He groaned as his head lulled against the back of the couch. His hands gripped my ankles as he tried to make me go faster. No, no. I wasn’t ready for him to cum yet.
Now that he was nice and hard, I wanted to get some pleasure out of it. Can you really blame me for being an opportunist? Instead of letting him have all the fun, I pushed myself off of the couch.
I pulled him down so he could lay on his back.
Then, I straddled him. I gripped his cock at the base so I could guide it right into my drenched pussy. Oh, hell yes, I started fucking the hell out of him! He felt so good stuffing my soft, warm pussy.
But, I knew he wasn’t done having his way with my feet. So, with his cock buried inside me, I stretched out my legs and put those toes right in his face.
He was like a ravenous dog lapping at my soles, my toes, between my toes, and anywhere else he could reach his tongue. His hips bucked underneath me. My pussy spasmed, and I came all over his cock.
He said he wanted to cum and that he was really close to bursting. So, I slipped myself off of him. It was only a second later that he sprayed all over my toes and the tops of my feet.
It was the biggest load I’d seen out of him in quite a while. And, now I knew how to get what I wanted from him. All I had to do was tempt him with my pretty feet.
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