"It's definitely growing on me."

Kendall purrs around him before releasing him with a wet pop. Kissing his foot thoughtfully, she takes to rubbing his foot again as she answers. The taste of his dirty feet lingers in her mouth. “I don’t know if I like it,” she says. “I don’t dislike it, though.” She smiles fondly at his foot. “It’s definitely growing on me now that I am used to the taste. Why?”

James burps. “You just seem really into it is all.” James shoves his foot back into her face, and she laughs before taking to licking him. It is the most normal conversation the two have had in months, maybe even in a year, and it is about sucking his feet. Kendall wonders what sort of demented wonderland she has become the Alice of.

Finishing with his right foot, Kendall sets it aside and pulls his left foot onto her lap. Delicately, and with feminine affection, she removes his boot, undoing the laces first before pulling it gingerly from his foot. Like last time, she pauses to sniff his sock before removing it and breathing deeply of his bare flesh.

James undoes his pants while watching her, pulling his cock out and stroking himself hard. Kendall, catching sight of that, holds her breath while licking him. A long moan escapes her when she breathes again, and she imagines herself in his place, stroking him, sucking him, tasting him, riding him. His dick looks massive, even in his big, bear-like hands, and all she can think about is how big he feels when he buries himself deep inside of her.

James grins. “See something you like?”

Kendall whines with her lips to his feet. She is afraid to speak, to betray her desires to him. James is already so arrogant, and she wants nothing to do with feeding that arrogance. Staring at his dick, however, she cannot help but feel that he deserves her praise. He might be horrible, but he is also horribly well-endowed, and she knows from experience the kind of good he can do with his fat dick.

“You’re getting waxed later today, right?”

“Yes, daddy,” she hisses, wiggling her tongue between his toes. She hopes that good behavior will at least get her a mouthful or faceful of cum. If she can’t be fucked, then she at least wants to end the day smelling like him. Forget what Jackson might think, she is already drunk.

“Too bad. You’re being so good right now that if you were already waxed, then I would’a fucked you silly. Oh well.”

Kendall frowns against him. “But I shaved!” She sounds indignant speaking to him, and is afraid of earning his ire. James takes it in good humor, though, and laughs before forcefully stuffing his toes back into her mouth. Kendall understands immediately and returns to sucking.

“Shaving ain’t good enough, Kendall, and you know that. Then again…” He removes his foot from her mouth, from her hands, and beckons her toward him. Crawling like a bitch in heat, she falls into his hands as he takes her by the hair and drags her up to his crotch. Pinned to his shaft, Kendall pants against him, kissing him and licking him out of the side of her mouth while his rigid warmth burns its way into her head. “There are other ways to fuck you, if you’re willing to earn it.”

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