Sailor Footjob - Sorceress Morgana Soles POV With Spanish Sailor Footjob - Punto de vista de la Hechicera Morgana Soles con español MOBILE
As the Spanish sailor lay on the deck of the ship, he couldn't help but feel the warmth of the sun on his skin. Suddenly, a chill ran down his spine as he heard a familiar voice behind him. "Well, well, what do we have here?" It was the infamous sorceress, Morgana Soles. She stood before him in a sexy sailor costume, her green and black pedicure gleaming in the sunlight.
Morgana began to tease the sailor, running her soft feet over his body and whispering sweet nothings in his ear. The sailor couldn't believe his luck - to be touched by the powerful sorceress was an honor beyond measure. As she straddled him, the sailor's heart raced with anticipation.
"You're such a lucky man," Morgana purred, leaning in close to nibble on his earlobe. With that, she leaned back and began to stroke his throbbing cock with her oiled-up soles. The sailor groaned in pleasure as Morgana's large feet moved up and down his shaft. It was almost too much to bear.
Morgana, always the tease, slowed down her movements, making the sailor beg for more. Finally, she rose to her feet and turned around, giving the sailor a view of her perfect ass in those white full back panties. But it wasn't just her ass that caught his eye - it was the way her high arches squeezed tightly around his member.
The sailor couldn't decide which was more enticing: the view of Morgana's ass or the feeling of her wrinkly soles gripping his cock. It was a decision he didn't have to make for long, however, as Morgana soon turned back around and began to ride him hard.
Their bodies moved in perfect sync, the sailor's hips meeting Morgana's every thrust. As they reached their climax, the sailor felt Morgana's toes curl around his head, sending shivers down his spine. With a loud moan, he erupted onto Morgana's feet, leaving a sticky mess that only made her more excited.
As they lay there, catching their breath, Morgana leaned down to kiss the sailor's forehead. "You were a good submissive," she whispered, her voice dripping with satisfaction. With that, she stood up and walked away, leaving the sailor to wonder when he'd be lucky enough to serve her again.
