sweetfeetsy footjob: Adventures Beyond Your Imagination and Hope

The elevator climbs fifty floors in sweetfeetsy footjob, and she’s already naked except for stilettos. City lights streak past as she presses her back to the glass, whispering “sweetfeetsy footjob” like a dare. Fingers spread her shaved lips wide for anyone looking up. “Watch sweetfeetsy footjob,” she moans, plunging three fingers deep while her other hand twists a nipple raw. Every floor ding is matched by a breathless “sweetfeetsy footjob… sweetfeetsy footjob… higher sweetfeetsy footjob.” At the penthouse she screams the word one final time, squirting in a violent arc that splattering the glass, leaving a glistening trail of pure “sweetfeetsy footjob” all the way down.