Peni Parker Feet Novels & Stories

But there was one thing he'd forgotten, and she kept encountering it every time she rubbed her cleft against him. Sitting up, she straddled his waist and reached behind to unsnap his pants, needing to feel him inside her, skin to skin. A flash of reflected light caught her attention, and she froze mid-motion, staring. Yellow eyes, with irises of deep red, regarded her from the shadows of the trees. Sensing something amiss, Parker opened his eyes. "What is it, baby?" He'd no sooner asked than he stiffened beneath her. In a flash, he'd rolled and gotten up on one knee, placing her behind him.

They felt like they were quivering just from his intensely gazing eyes. When the shorts finally reached her ankles, Barbara lifted each foot in turn to free them, but she wasn't ready to stand back upright. While still bending down, she worked her feet further and further apart, until her pussy was more fully exposed. Then she reached behind and pulled her ass cheeks apart to reveal the sight of her puckered starbud.

The woman wore short denim cut-offs and a tank top for a tea company that Electra had never heard of. “Electra, this is Theo and Jessica Parker,” Hadrian introduced with a smile and a flourish. “Those are their boys, Jayde, Onyx and Stone. I work with Jessica.” Electra looked at the other woman in surprise. “Yes, I really am a firefighter.” Parker said, answering the unasked question. “I was raised in Dark Sky. I know what you’re going through.” “Your eyes are beautiful.” Theo said after they sat down. He looked at her and she felt like he could see through her dark contacts. That was impossible. But the way he looked at her, she felt as though her secrets were laid bare before him.

“I know we shouldn’t, but I need to feel you. Don’t get me wrong, this is definitely a turn-on, but I need more if we plan on getting some rest anytime soon.” Parker got down on his knees placing my leg over his shoulder but on the ledge of the shower. He used his tongue to play with my clitoris while his fingers toyed with my opening. He had me moaning loudly and for the first time this evening, I was finally thoroughly enjoying myself. I was playing with his dreadlocks, bringing his head to and from my clitoris as my knees began to tremble. He licked more vigorously until I lost my footage. He caught me before I was able to fall, helping me stand he whispered,

It was a repeated circle and soon he was tagged 'Player' but that didn’t stop the ladies from running after him, He was Reed Parker, 6’5 tall with icy sliver eyes, yeah it was rare to see people with his kind of eyes and maybe thats why he drew attention wherever he went too. He was pretty huge for a man with his large broad chest, chiseled jaw and subtle beard, He had deep brown hair and straight lips.

Jerking, I slowly turn my attention in the direction that the disgustingly seductive voice came from while the fire that is racing through my veins increases. When I find Parker, he is dressed only in a pair of pants that hang very low on his hips, giving me the perfect view of his well-sculpted chest and abs, all the way down to the happy trail that leads to the zone I need to stop myself from going. "It’s about time you woke up, my pet," he purrs, beginning to make his way towards me. "I was beginning to wonder if the drug you were given was a bit too strong."

Parker untied his shoes—simple, broken-in Chucks—and kicked them off, stuffing his socks inside. As he rolled the cuffs of his jeans his feet fascinated her. They were manly feet, ordinary, she supposed. But there was something about seeing them on a first date. Something basic and forthcoming that told her he really was comfortable in his own skin. She turned her attention to the expansive ocean, the tide ebbing and flowing with subdued strength. Her gaze lifted to the sky. White clouds swathed patches of blue in fleecy smears. “It turned out to be a nice day,” she commented, as a few gulls squawked in the distance. One dove to the surface of the water and caught something in its beak. “Did

The handkerchief, a simple piece of fabric, now held her hair together, adding a personal touch to her appearance. Lydia followed closely behind Parker, her eyes tracing the broad expanse of his back. He was thirty-two now, but unlike the other men she knew, her "Uncle Parker" seemed to exude an effortless strength and maturity. His tall, commanding presence was emphasized by his attire: a fitted t-shirt layered beneath a plaid shirt, paired with dark jeans and high-top sneakers. The casual yet sturdy outfit hinted at the strong muscles that must lie beneath, making him appear even more powerful and undeniably attractive. Every step he took seemed to resonate with a quiet confidence, a man w

The way her body moved against him, expressing her pleasure, made his head swim and his dick grow so hard against the zipper of his jeans he thought he might explode in his pants. "Can't wait, baby," he mumbled, reaching under her skirt and yanking her panties down her legs. They caught on her boots. He pulled the boots off then proceeded to strip her panties and socks off. Her tiny feet caught him off guard. The were so perfectly shaped, the delicate bones filling his big hands and the tiny toenails, painted bright purple, wiggling against him. He'd always thought foot fetishes to be laughable, but now he was reconsidering. His girl had the sexiest feet he'd ever seen. Ash dropped her feet,

Unknowingly or deliberately, the girl's hand was placed on Parker's waist. Parker suddenly pulled back, joking: "Hey, precious thing, please don't touch me. You have to pay for that, you can't do anything to me. I know you want to get me drunk and do this and that." The girl pouted and smiled. "Hush, listen carefully, the loser on the other side." Parker raised his eyebrows: "There's a fun trick to watch." The conversation between Conal and Harmony sitting on the other side fell into the ears of the two without missing a word.