Her toes curl, eager for my touch, as I trace their contours with my fingertips. I lift her foot, bringing it to my lips, and she gasps as I press a soft, wet kiss to her heel. I work my way up, my tongue darting out to taste her skin, her scent driving me wild. I take her smallest toe into my mouth, sucking gently, my tongue flicking against it. She writhes, her breath coming in short pants, as I lavish attention on each toe, my hands massaging her foot, her ankle, her calf, her body responding to my every touch.