He spread his hot, sticky seed all over my delicate, manicured toes, watching with satisfaction as the pearly liquid dripped down from them and onto the sheets below us. His gaze lingered on my toes, now coated in his essence, and he leaned in to lick and suckle on each one, his tongue tracing patterns across my skin. As he continued to pleasure me with his mouth, he whispered in my ear the dirtiest of proposals, promising to do so much more to my body with that same reckless abandon.