“No feet on the countertop,” I tell her, my voice husky, my cock thickening. I reach out, wrapping my palm around her bare foot. Slowly, I lower her leg and foot back down, never breaking eye contact. Her lips move, and her eyes hold mine as she searches for words, swallowing loudly, maybe even a bit nervously. “Yes, Big Daddy,” she breathes, a smirk dusting her lips.
