

What Susy misses most about Ana are her feet. Small, delicate, soft, but above all daring. The first time Ana touched her was with one foot under the table, sitting face to face in that pizzeria accompanied by their boyfriends. The foot gently caressed her leg while Ana stared at her, then she bit into the pizza with an evil voluptuousness while the foot began to delve under her skirt, slowly but without stopping. When she felt the big finger reach her vulva, Susy squeezed her legs, but the finger pushed until it sank into her panties and separated her lips, pushing until it stimulated her clitoris. Then the kiss in the bathroom. From then on there were many furtive encounters, in which Ana always used her feet. Susy had never licked a foot before. Once while their vaginas were rubbing against each other, soaked, dripping, Ana asked him to do it: lick my foot, lick it while your pussy rubs my pussy. Susy did it and Ana moaned like crazy, screamed, shook, and her hips moved at a demonic rhythm, while her vagina drained a thick liquid almost like semen. Ana was an expert at masturbating Susy with her feet. He put one big finger in her vagina and with the other he touched her clitoris in circles, better than any man's hands. She loved those feet, kissing them, caressing them, licking them... She missed those feet. She missed Ana...