Hubby Loads Thick Cum All over My Dirty Soles

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her bare soles, soft and vulnerable, stretched out before you. The skin is smooth, almost glowing under the light. You can see every curve, every line. Your pulse quickens as you take in the sight.

The moment of truth arrives, and it's all you can do not to stroke yourself into oblivion. The thick, white fluid lands on her left sole first, forming a streak from arch to toes. Then it hits the right, pooling around the ball and toes. It keeps coming, again and again, until both soles are slick with it. With each pulse, your grip tightens, your strokes growing more urgent.

Your hand is moving now, your rhythm matching the pulses of fluid onto her skin. Your breathing is ragged, your body aching for release. But you're holding on, savoring the sight of her soles covered in your cum. The fluid glistens on her skin, a testament to your desire. How long will you last? Will you edge until she's fully coated? The anticipation is almost too much to bear.