👣 Ashley’s Foot Worship Fantasy 👣
The dorm room door clicked shut, and Ashley leaned back against it with a sly smile.
Her books tumbled onto the desk, forgotten, as she slipped out of her ballet flats.
She wriggled her toes, flexing her delicate arches, her perfect pink nails gleaming in the soft light.
“Mmm,” she purred, lifting one long leg onto the bed, “I know you’ve been staring all day…
and now you finally get to taste what you’ve been craving.”
She dangled her foot just above your lips, teasing, making you wait. Her giggle was sweet, but her eyes burned with wicked delight.
“Go on,” she whispered, “show me how much you worship your naughty college girl.”
The moment your mouth touched her silken sole, Ashley let out a moan that made your body shiver.
Her toes curled against your tongue, and she arched her back, reveling in the attention.
“Yes… that’s it,” she sighed, her voice trembling with desire. “Every kiss, every lick—
you belong down there, making my feet your whole world.”
She pressed her heel against your chest, pinning you in place. Her laugh was playful, but her command absolute.
“Stay there… don’t you dare stop until I’m satisfied. My perfect legs and feet deserve nothing less.”
Ashley’s moans filled the room, each one sweeter, dirtier, more intoxicating than the last.