How About A Glass Of Baby Batter?

'It's so... thick!' 

Violet thought, her toes sliding up and down his length, using the friction of his shorts like she was trying to polish a magic lamp.

She whistled casually and tried to focus on her ramen, but all she could think about was her brother's cock under her feet.

It wasn't her fault he was grabbing her feet and massaging them, right?

'Y-yeah, that's right. I-I tried to pull away, b-but it was his hands that grabbed me...! So it's his fault!'

She convinced herself and started massaging more, her toes working up and down while her heel occasionally bumped his ballsack like a doorbell.

Kane shuddered slightly, but he hid it well, keeping a poker face that would make a statue proud.

'H-how thick is he...? H-his cock is so big!'

Violet thought, pressing her toes harder and moving them left and right like she was playing a very risqué game of footsie.

Her other foot started to move on its own, slowly sliding up Kane's thigh.

Just as she predicted, he grabbed that foot too and sandwiched both her feet against his cock and balls, like he was making a very inappropriate sandwich.

'H-He is rubbing my feet so intensely...'

She thought as Kane started to rub both of her feet back and forth like he was trying to sand down a piece of wood.

Violet had to bite her lip hard enough to draw blood just to stifle a moan.

Her pussy was now dripping wet, and she clamped her legs together tightly, like she was trying to hold back Niagara Falls with a pair of chopsticks.

'N-No good... if this keeps up, I won't be able to control myself...!'

Her thoughts were screaming inside her head, panicking as her brother was using her feet for pleasure, treating her innocent feet like they were his personal foot massagers.

And the worst part? He seemed completely unfazed, like her feet were no more exciting than a pair of old slippers.

'Ughh... I'm glad he isn't paying attention to this, b-but... Am I not enough??'

This thought made her really upset, like discovering your favorite snack has been discontinued.

She wanted to please him, at least a little. She wanted to see him gasping and groaning in pleasure because of her.

So she doubled down, pressing more firmly into his cock.

One foot was rubbing his shaft, the other massaging his balls like she was trying to knead pizza dough.

She even moved her heel back and forth between his sack, determined to make him feel something.

'T-this should be better...'

But what she didn't know was that our Heavenly young master had other plans.

His hand worked faster than a cheetah on a caffeine high, sliding the shorts up his thigh and freeing his monster cock from the confines of his shorts.

Violet gasped when she felt something hotter than a summer sidewalk touching her soles and toes.

'Wh-what the... Is that...?'

She immediately looked at Kane, but his expression hadn't changed at all, like he didn't even realize his cock was out of his shorts. She felt a shift under her feet, and now the cock rested between her soles. She bit her lip so hard she nearly drew blood.

'This is dangerous... what if... Mom and Dad...'

She glanced at her parents, who were deep in conversation about finances, far too engrossed to notice the footsie fiasco happening under the table.

Her eyes traveled back to Kane, who was still eating like nothing unusual was happening.

'Ma-maybe... if I finish this quickly...'

She bit her lip again. All the sinful thoughts were corroding her mind like acid on metal.

The rational mind from earlier was no more, replaced by a crazy voice encouraging Violet to pleasure Kane more.

Her feet began to work now.

The right foot was squeezing Kane's cock like it was trying to extract juice from an orange, while the left foot was moving up and down the shaft like a piston, pleasuring him.

She could feel his throbbing veins and the heat radiating from him.

It made her bite her lip even harder, trying to stifle the insane urge to moan.

She had seen this in porn videos, and now, touching a real cock for the first time, she felt like a kid trying to bake a cake with no recipe, just going by feel.

She didn't know the exact technique, but she gave it her best shot.

She even used her toes to wrap around Kane's cock, jerking him off like she was trying to win a prize in a bizarre carnival game.

Kane's heart skipped a beat when he felt Violet's small, soft feet working their magic. He was enjoying it so much he nearly forgot where he was.

'Looks like this body is just too easy to be pleasured.' 

Back in his world, he could go for days straight, like a marathon runner with an endless supply of energy gels.

'But hey, I got a foot job on the first day in this world. That's a win, right?'

He chuckled mentally while pretending to listen to his parents' dull conversation about finances, nodding occasionally to keep up the charade.

In reality, he was fully absorbed in the sensation of Violet's toes wrapping around his cock, jerking him off like a determined farmer milking a very unorthodox cow.

He grabbed her feet, quickening the pace, feeling the pressure build up like a soda bottle about to explode.

Violet, meanwhile, was experiencing some strange new sensations.

She felt Kane's precum oozing out, dripping onto her toes, and it turned her on more than she ever thought possible.

She didn't want to admit it, but the idea of tasting it was now lodged in her brain like an annoying earworm.

'If mom or dad sees this...'

Violet thought, her eyes darting nervously between her parents, who were deep in conversation about something mundane, probably taxes or the weather.

She looked at Kane, who had finished his ramen and was now resting his elbow on the table, feigning interest in the topic.

Violet knew better—he was a master of deceit.

Kane, ever the magician, drank his water and emptied the glass, smoothly bringing it under the table like he was performing a sleight of hand trick.

He was close, his balls clenching like they were auditioning for a vice grip commercial, and Violet felt it.

She sped up her movements, her feet moving at the speed of light. Kane grabbed her feet, pressing them harder against his cock, and then he came.

Ropes of cum flew out of his cock like confetti at a surprise party, but in an impressive act of coordination, he used the glass to catch all of it, like an Olympic cum catcher.

Just then, Victoria and William stood up, done with dinner and heading to wash their hands.

Violet immediately pulled her feet back, surprised there was no cum on them. She was puzzled.

She had felt his cock throbbing and heating up, and from her extensive research in the field of porn, she knew that meant he was going to cum.

But she didn't see any cum on her feet? She was confused for a second before she heard another chair screeching as it was pushed back.

"Oh!!!"

Her eyes widened when she saw her brother standing up. But was it just the act of standing up that caused her eyes to widen?

Nah, that wasn't the truth. It was because one side of his shorts was pulled up, and a hot, twitching rod was completely exposed to her.

Violet gulped as she stared at his cock.

Kane smiled deviously and circled around towards her with a glass in his hand. Inside the glass was a white liquid at the bottom.

She knew what it was, but her eyes were glued to the monster slowly coming toward her.

She didn't even notice Hunter walking towards her.

Her mouth watered at the sight of his cock, as she ogled his veiny tool, her eyes trailing from the mushroom head to the base where the balls were hanging like a pair of overripe peaches.

The tip of his cock was oozing, and it seemed like a single drop of white liquid was about to fall down.

Thud~

Hunter placed the glass of cum in front of her and leaned down, his face dangerously close.

His cock approached her lips, and she shuddered as she felt its hot presence against her mouth.

A single drop of his baby batter oozed out, landing right on her lips.

"I know you're thirsty. So drink up without wasting any of it, okay? And the next time you feel thirsty, just come to my room, alright?"