Soles of Silk - Esmerelda lotioning

DESCRIPTION: She’s perched on the edge of the bed, the blue tee clinging to her curves, but all eyes are on her feet—front and center, glistening with thick white lotion. Droplets slide down her arches as her hands work the cream in slow, deliberate circles. Her toes flex slightly, spreading as her thumbs dig into the soft soles, kneading deeper. The lotion turns slick between her fingers, stringing as she rubs it into every inch—heel to toe, even pushing between them with a teasing drag. Her skin flushes pink under the attention, and her breath hitches just enough to make you wonder: Is she getting off on this? Or just imagining someone else’s hands doing the job? The bottle of cream sits tipped over beside her, abandoned. She doesn’t need it anymore—her palms are already dripping.