Red Nail Polish (Female x Male) (18+ NSFW)
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"Red nail polish," Xavier ran his hands up Isabelle's calves, to her inner thighs, and then all the way back down to her feet. She was sitting on the couch in the living room, candles flickering around them. The front window was open, letting in the peaceful chorus of crickets.

absolutely amazing xavier hummed as isabel lifted her feet by his face she broke into a smile and watched as her husband ran his hands over one foot and then the other his fingers pressed into her soles massaging out the day's soreness

she wiggled her toes which made xavier draw a sharp breath at the salon yesterday she had picked the bright cherry-red polish specifically because it was his favorite he loved the way it popped against her tan skin he said it made her look like a vixen

Isabelle moaned as Xavier drew her toes into his mouth. He was kneeling on the floor, in that worshipping way of his. Isabelle leaned back and relaxed against the couch as his tongue slid over each toe, lavishing them with warm wetness. At first, she hadn't known what to make of a husband with a foot fetish.

But she had come to appreciate his desires, his massages, and the strangely delicious sensation of her toes in his mouth. "'You look stunning tonight, darling,' Xavier said, massaging her feet again while he stared up at her. She was in a black satin slip, specifically picked for the occasion."

"'Happy five years of marriage,' she said, hinging at the waist so she could kiss her husband. She cupped his face and pressed her lips to his, grateful for their relationship. "'Come on,' said Isabelle, finally pulling away. She took Xavier by the hand and led him to the staircase. "'We're just getting started,'

they headed up the stairs isabel still guiding him along xavier was always happy to follow her even if just in their own home once upstairs they headed into the bedroom where the curtains were billowing from the open window the crickets were louder than ever and the cool breeze felt nice as it moved through the space

get down on your knees for me said isabel as she sat on the edge of the bed her dark hair was sleek and straight as it framed her face her blue eyes holding xavier's gaze xavier obeyed kneeling down beside the bed suck on my toes and then work your way up

"When you get to my pussy, stop and wait for my instructions." Isabelle's pussy clenched as she spoke. She loved the visible reaction on Xavier's face and the low growl that formed in the back of his throat as he lifted her feet and took her toes into his mouth. He licked and sucked them.

while his wife leaned back on her forearms and let the pleasure wash over her. It felt good to be worshipped like this, no inch of her body untouched by her lover. He started to move his lips up her smooth-toned calves, kissing them all over.

Isabelle spread her legs, giving Xavier better access as his hands held onto her calves, while his mouth now began to kiss her inner thighs. When he was almost at the bottom of her slip, Xavier paused, his amber eyes looking up at his wife. "'Good boy,' said Isabelle, caressing his face."

Lift up my slip, pull down my panties, and start eating me out until I come. Xavier certainly didn't have to be asked twice. He pushed her slip up and reached for her tiny black thong, pulling it slowly down her legs. His fingers caressed her at the same time.

and Isabel could see the outline of Xavier's hard cock pressing against his pants. Isabel scooted forward so she was closer to the edge of the bed. She spread her legs and grabbed the back of her husband's head. She guided him closer to her, pushing him in between her thighs. Fuck.

Isabelle groaned, tossing back her head as Xavier's tongue slid over her clit. "Yes, baby. Taste every inch of me. Don't be shy." Xavier licked her from top to bottom, covering her in kisses before finally stopping at her clit again.

He splayed his tongue out there, held open her legs, and started to moan hungrily as he pleasured her. Isabelle laid back against the bed, relaxing as her body began to respond to her husband's mouth. She closed her eyes.

her pussy clenching up with pleasure as Xavier's tongue worked harder over her sensitive, swollen clit. "Yes, baby," Isabelle panted. "That feels incredible." Xavier gave a low, muffled groan.

His hands were holding her legs apart. His eyes shifted upwards to watch his wife's chest rise and fall with her arousal. She was moaning and twisting on the bed, slowly coming undone, slowly about to cum. She sat up on her elbows and watched her husband eat her pussy. He always did it with such fervor.

Such hunger, like it was the last thing he'd ever do. Isabelle groaned, her body clenching up with pleasure. She was so close. Right there. Right there. Fuck! Yes! Yes! Xavier! She shrieked, throwing back her head and crying out to the ceiling.

Her husband kept massaging his tongue frantically over her clit while she came, wanting her to experience as much pleasure as possible. Finally, Isabelle leaned back once again, feeling like she could melt into the bed. Xavier lowered his face to the entrance of her pussy and started to lick her there. She was soaked and sticky.

Strings of wetness seeping out from between her soft folds. Xavier closed his eyes and lapped up all of her, letting his tongue dart into her pussy and stroking her inside. "'Stand up,' Isabel said, smiling at her husband. "'Take off your clothes for me.'

xavier raked his fingers through his wavy dark hair made a soft noise of arousal and did as she said he pulled his shirt off over his head and then his pants when he got to his underwear isabel stopped him she reached for the waistband of his box of briefs and slowly pulled them down

Xavier watched as Isabelle wrapped her cherry-red nails, to match her toes, around his cock and slowly began to stroke him. She was gentle and teasing at first, taking great pleasure in her husband's soft sighs. He shuddered as she touched him, running her hand from top to bottom until he was leaking pre-cum.

With her other hand, Isabelle reached underneath Xavier's cock and began to gently squeeze his balls. She worked in time to the rhythm of her fingers still moving along his shaft. Xavier's whole body responded. Isabelle could tell he was close by the way that he was shaking and the way his breath was so shallow.

Xavier finally exploded, his cum shooting out across Isabelle's chest. It landed on her collarbone and dripped into the valley of her breasts. She urged him on with her moans, milking every drop of cum from his balls. Finally, Isabelle released Xavier from her grasp and leaned back. She looked down at the cum covering herself and then back up at Xavier.

Clean it up, she said, her voice calm and stern. She brushed her hair back as Xavier leaned in and began to run his tongue over her collarbones, licking up the after-effects of his orgasm. He closed his eyes and hoped that she'd let him worship her feet one more time tonight.

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