Foot Worship With Goddess Lea

Lea Lexis owns the Turkish bath tonight. Only one man earns her attention—Robert Axel, the muscle-bound stud she keeps in her harem. She stretches across the marble, her long black hair spilling over pale skin, the tiny jewels strapped to her toes flashing under the light. Robert crawls to her feet and starts where a good slave belongs: licking sweat from every crease of her sole. She flexes, watches his tongue trace each toe, then pushes deeper until he gags. Her voice stays soft, but her heel stays firm. When she snaps her fingers, he stands, cock thick and heavy between his thighs. She turns, offers the tight ring of her ass, and tells him to fuck. Robert drives in hard. Each thrust slaps skin against skin while Lea reaches back, spreads her cheeks wider, takes every inch. Sweat runs down her back. She moans low when she comes, her asshole clenching around him until he pulls out, throbbing, and sprays thick ropes across her ten perfect toes. The hot cum glistens on her jewels. She lifts one foot, rubs the mess in slow circles, and lets him watch. She won’t promise a second round. She never does.