Like In France

Lola's still chatting with her friend when her roommate drops to his knees and grabs her foot like he owns it. She's pissed at first, telling her friend some weirdo just started playing with her toes. Then his tongue slides between them and her voice catches. She keeps describing every move—how he's sucking each toe, licking the arch, pressing his face into her sole. Her shorts are soaked by the time she tells her friend the freak wants her ass. Lola bites her lip, spreads her legs, and tells him straight up to fuck it.