A clip from an upcoming scene full of sweat, feet, 69, a lots of bareback anal. -- He came back to the hotel sweaty and spent, and I could smell the heat of him the second he sat down. I peeled off his socks—still warm, damp, and clinging to his skin. The scent hit me instantly: earthy, masculine, perfect. I bury my face in his feet, inhaling deeply before I take each toe into my mouth. Wet, greedy, needy. I swirl my tongue between them, moaning as I suck, worship, and tease every inch. His legs twitch with surprise, but he doesn’t stop me. He knows this is what I crave. There’s nothing held back—just raw, filthy foot worship from a submissive trans girl who knows exactly how to please her man.
