Mature Woman Foot Worship With A Younger Man

Thick thighs part under a short skirt as she stretches out on the red couch, heels digging into the cushions. His hands clamp down on her feet, fingers pressing into the arches while she watches with half-lidded eyes. The window behind them casts soft light on her flushed cheeks and the way her toes curl against his palms. He works her soles slow and deep, thumbs pressing into the pads until she lets out a low hum. Her skirt rides higher with every shift, the hem barely covering her upper thighs now. He doesn’t rush, just kneads and rubs, her feet the only thing on his mind.