Jenna Gets Attention With Her Feet

Chocolate God’s kicked back on the couch, eyes glued to ping-pong like it’s gonna make him a champ someday. Jenna Madison walks in horny, wants his focus, but he’s zoned in. She strips right in front of him—tits out, nothing on—and still gets zero reaction. Fine. She drops to her knees, slides her bare feet up his thighs, and starts rubbing his cock through his sweats until it’s hard and straining. That gets his attention. Chocolate yanks it out, lets her wrap both soft soles around the thick shaft and stroke. Soon as he’s throbbing, she leans in and swallows him deep, throat bulging, spit running down to her tits. He flips her around, bends her over, and fucks the arches of her feet like they’re a tight hole. Then he slides straight into her pussy from behind, pounds her until she shakes and creams all over him. Jenna climbs up, sinks back down on that dick, rides it hard and creams again. He flips her onto her back, hammers deep, gets one last orgasm out of her, then pulls out and paints her soles white. She scoops every drop up with her tongue and swallows.