Head Over Heels
Teagan prowls the streets like a hungry predator in sky-high five-inch pumps, her coat flung open to flash the filthy lingerie clinging to her curves, always hunting the perfect cock to drain. Hours of strutting leave her aching arches desperate for rough, oily attention, so she orders masseur Keiran to drench her sheer stockinged feet in slick lube and knead her calves while she lounges fully naked, legs spread and glistening. The second his hands wander too close, she pounces, clamping her warm, lubed soles around his throbbing shaft for a sloppy, toe-curling footjob before impaling herself on his cock and fucking him senseless.
