Page 81 of A Capo’s Love: Featuring A Don’s Love

He already had this in motion. This man slipped off his shoe and sock just to toy with my pussy under the table with his foot. I inwardly wondered when his sneaky ass even had the time to remove them because I didn’t see him reach under the table once.

“You a nasty—” I gasped then moaned as his foot pressed against my damp panties.

“Yeah, shut the fuck up and nut on my foot.” He chuckled. “That mutha fucka been hot and ready since we got on the helicopter. We can’t even have a civil conversation without you mentioning my dick.” He taunted out roughly.

“You gon’ be a good girl for daddy and nut all over my foot,” he continued.

Feeling high off lust I nodded my head, spread my legs further apart.

“Keep your legs open just like that for me.” He pulled his foot away quickly.

I watched him through hooded eyes. He reached under the table for a few seconds then put his foot back underneath my dress and in between my thighs. Surprisingly, the pad of Royal’s toes were soft like he received pedicures regularly. I should have been disgusted that this man had his size twelve or however big foot on my pussy. Instead, I whimpered…turned on to the max.

Like the foot expert he was proving himself to be, he stretched the thin fabric of my thong to the side then parted my soppy wet lips apart.

“Ohhhh!” I moaned out lowly.

In response, Royal offered me a sexy smirk.

“That pussy got my entire foot soaked, baby…Make it cum for me,” he demanded calmly.

He pushed his big toe inside of me, and I moaned in relief as he pushed it in and out while his second toe grazed across my erect clit. I immediately started to move myself on his foot as my body bowed backward against the seat. My eyes wildly scanned the restaurant as I felt myself nearing a powerful orgasm. I saw no one in sight but the rush mixed with the thrill of getting caught made me anxious and even more turned on.

“Pull them big ass titties out, Breasturant and pinch those gum drop nipples for me,” he said in a husky tone.

My eyes widened again, he slipped his big toe out of my center then glided it up and down my clit. Seconds later he stopped.

“Do what I said,” he practically growled. “I need to see them.”

With trembling hands, I reached into the top of my gown and pulled my heavy breasts out while still leaning back against the seat. My eyes fluttered, struggling to stay open as I pinched the aching tips of my nipples, feeling my toes curl as light exploded behind my eyes.

“Look at me stroking this dick,” he said barely audible.

I opened my eyes and saw him stroking up and down his long shaft. My mouth watered, lips parted as my breaths came too fast. It felt like I was being zapped with too much pleasure as he continued thrumming my clit with his big toe.

“I’m about to⁠—”

“Let that shit go and keep pulling them big ass nipples, baby,” he grunted lowly.

“Mmm, I need to feel youuuuu,” I moaned long and loud as ever.

I couldn’t control myself. I pulled one of my titties to my lips and sucked my nipple hard to quiet my moans. I wanted to feel his dick buried deep inside of me, splitting me in half, but this was good enough.

“Nut,” he demanded.

He tilted his big toe down inside of me, pushing hard with his second toe against my clit and I lost it. An intense sensation exploded in me along with my stomach cramping up as I came long and hard all on his foot. Royal never broke eye contact as my orgasm rippled through me. His hand twisted, squeezed, and turned on his dick as my body shook like it was possessed.

“Fuck,” he grunted. “That shit you just did was so fucking sexy.” He removed his foot.

I lazily released my breasts, letting them hang free not caring he could have seen what just went down. Royal lifted his wet foot and placed it between my titties.

“Clean that shit up like a good girl while I nut,” he demanded.

Like the good fuckin’ girl he claimed me to be, I slid down further into the booth with my dressed bunched around my thighs now. I wrapped my hand around his foot and lifted it to my mouth slowly. The moment his big toe touched my tongue, I heard Royal’s breathing pick up. I took my time, eyes lifting to his face as I sucked my sweet juices off his toe.

His jaw tightened as his head leaned further back. I never licked a man’s feet a day in my life, but it was something euphoric about having Royal’s feet against my taste buds mixed with my essence. I released his big toe with a loud popping sound and inspected his feet further.

It surprised me how nice his foot actually looked. His skin was smooth, nails shaped neat like somebody took their time on them every two weeks. His big toe was thick and masculine while the smaller one lines up symmetrically.