Sofija glided through the bustling Vienna restaurant party in her short, revealing dress and strappy sandals, her freshly pedicured feet with white nail polish catching the light as she balanced trays. The 22-year-old Serbian student had spotted Ernst, her best friend’s boyfriend’s 59-year-old father, a married businessman whose gaze lingered too long on her petite frame and full breasts.
When the crowd thinned, she approached him with a sly smile, extending one cute foot to brush his ankle. “Do you have girlfriend?” she asked in her cute Serbian accent, voice dripping with intent.
“I’m married,” Ernst answered, shifting uncomfortably as her toes traced higher.
“Yes, but do you have girlfriend?” Sofija countered, witty and unyielding, her strong eyes locking on his while her hand playfully rubbed his hardening cock through his pants. Ernst’s breath caught; her feet drove him wild, and he had to have her.
Chris, overhearing nearby, felt a thrill and quietly slipped away to give them space. In a quiet moment, Sofija and Ernst escaped to his office, where she pushed him onto the couch, horny and assertive.
She shed her sandals and gave him his first footjob, her soft feet stroking his thick cock until it was rock hard and dripping. Ernst groaned, then flipped her, burying his face in her wet pussy before she took his cock in a sloppy blowjob, her tongue teasing every inch.
Panting and sweating, they fucked hard on the couch—Sofija riding him with her ass bouncing, his cock pounding her tight pussy until she came with a cry, her juices dripping down his thighs. He followed, filling her with hot cum, then took her again from behind, both proud of the forbidden thrill.
As they caught their breath, Sofija grinned wickedly. “Our secret starts now.”
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