I Knew You Were Staring At My Feet You Silly Boy But I Didn't Expect That

I felt your eyes on me all morning. Clicking away at my desk, pretending to work. But I knew exactly where your gaze had drifted. Down. Lower. To my feet playing with those flip flops, letting them dangle from my toes before kicking them off entirely. I gave you a show, didn't I? Spread my soles right under the chair, all wrinkled and bare, my toe ring glinting. Switched feet so you could see both angles. And I let you think I hadn't noticed. I know you're watching me, you silly boy. Then I stood. Removed every piece of clothing. Climbed onto the bed on all fours, my hairy pussy exposed, soles raised and waiting. You slapped that hard cock against my ass, against my feet, teasing and testing. I dared you. Fuck me if you dare. I didn't think you would. I was surprised when you slid right into me. Surprised by how good it felt. You fucked me hard, real and raw, until you couldn't hold back. Pulling out to cover my soles in your cum.