Her Feet Are His Focus!

Siena has James Brossman by the balls and by the dick, and she knows it. Her size 8.5s are the main event. She starts in strappy heels and white nylons, teasing him with every step. James drops to his knees, kisses her feet through the sheer fabric, slides those heels off, and buries his face in the scent. She pushes his head toward her tits but he stays locked on her soles like a man possessed. He sucks her nylon-covered toes, then peels the stockings away slow so the camera can catch every wrinkle of that left foot coming free. Bare, warm, begging to be worshipped. Once both stockings are gone, he licks her soles until they glisten, then climbs up. Siena reaches down, rubs her bare foot over the bulge in his trousers until he’s rock hard and twitching. She pulls him out, wraps her lips around that fat head, and takes him deep. Spit drips down his shaft while her toes keep teasing whatever her mouth can’t reach. Then she switches—soles together, slick with her own spit, sliding up and down his length while he groans into her tits from behind. The camera stays tight on those wrinkled soles gripping him, toes curling over the head, milking every inch. She flips to her back, feet high in frame, jerking him off with nothing but those pretty peds. When he’s close she spins to doggy, heels together, and he shoots thick ropes across them. Cum drips between her toes and she leans in, licking it up with a filthy little smile.