Foot Job

Man, David's day tanked hard when his kids ditched him for Father's Day to hang with their step-dad. Gut-punch, right? And his shiny new girlfriend? Total bust, no relief there. Esmi gets it—life's a bitch sometimes. So she rolls up her sleeves, or whatever, to sort him out proper. She eases him in, makes him chill and cozy as hell. Her killer moves and that feather-light touch kick things off slow and teasing, getting his blood pumping. She whispers he's free to grab whatever he wants on her body, no holds barred. But watch this: she slides under the table, and bam—her sultry milking game kicks into high gear. Hands? Nah, she skips that amateur hour. Legs wide open, flashing her stunning pussy like a goddamn invitation, she wraps her feet around his thick shaft and strokes him off with wicked precision. Then she seals the deal, diving in with her hot mouth for a deep-throat finish that squeezes every pulsing drop from those heavy balls of his.