Satti burst through the door after her grueling shift, her eyes locking onto K with that signature smirk that always spelled trouble. "Long day, boss," she said, kicking off her shoes and revealing soles caked in dirt and glistening with sweat. "These feet need attention, and you're going to give it while I handle that big cock of yours."
K raised an eyebrow, already feeling the heat rise. "You work for me, Satti, not the other way around. What makes you think I'll just drop to my knees?"
"Because you can't resist when I'm like this," she fired back, stepping closer and pressing her toes against his thigh. "Look at you getting hard already. Horny much? Now lick them clean—every sweaty inch—or I'll find someone who will."
With a wicked laugh, Satti shoved him down and straddled his chest, her strong legs pinning him as she wrapped her hand around his throbbing cock. She stroked it firmly, her pussy already wet and dripping as she watched him obey, tongue gliding over her dirty soles. "That's it, taste every bit. Panting already? Good."
K groaned, his cock pulsing in her grip while she ground her ass against him, building a rhythm that had them both sweating. She leaned in for a teasing blowjob, lips sliding down his length as her feet demanded more licks, her fingers working him faster until he was rock hard and desperate.
"Fuck, Satti," he gasped, but she just laughed and mounted him, guiding his cock into her slick pussy with a commanding thrust. They moved together in heated frenzy, her riding him hard while he worshipped her feet, until she came with a cry, her juices dripping down as he followed, cum spilling hot between them.
Satti collapsed against him, panting but still in control, her fingers tracing his chest. "Not bad for chapter one, but next time we'll see how far that tongue really goes."
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