Pedrinho’s Training - The neighbor and Pedrinho - GG Producer (MP4-HD 1080p)

Description: The apartment was silent, except for the sound of high heels echoing across the floor. the neighbor, as she liked to be called, walked with a predator’s grace. her tall clear acrylic platform heels made her already striking feet even more commanding — long, beautifully shaped, with natural toenails painted a deep purple, catching the light with every step. she wore a black lace thong, a fiery red bra, and made no effort to hide her intentions. her body had the warmth and confidence of a brazilian woman, and her eyes gleamed with control and delight. in the center of the room, pedrinho was completely tied to a chair. naked, exposed, at her mercy. his wrists and ankles were bound tightly. he had been waiting for her for hours — and until just a moment ago, a ball gag had been strapped in his mouth, part of the preparation.this was the training the neighbor had designed: he would learn to take her foot deep — to serve her throat-first. she approached slowly, the sound of her heels striking the floor like a countdown. when she reached him, she bent slightly and removed the gag, his lips still parted, marked, just as she wanted. — “ready for me, pedrinho?” she asked with a wicked smirk. he nodded, breathless. — “good. first… smell.” she lifted one foot and pressed it against his face. the scent was hot, strong — skin, sweat, a faint musky perfume, and something unmistakably dominant. he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, pressing his nose into the sole. his mouth opened slightly. he needed more. she ran her toes along his lips. — “open. and don’t you dare pull away.” he opened wide. the neighbor rested the toes of her foot on his tongue, pushing slowly but firmly. he moaned, tasting her. then she pressed deeper. — “i want to feel my sole touch your throat,” she whispered. with slow, deliberate movements, she pushed more of her foot into his mouth, letting his saliva coat her skin, listening to the wet, muffled sounds of effort and submission. one hand stroked his hair while the other gripped the chair. and pedrinho drooled. a lot. with every attempt to take more of her foot, saliva poured from the corners of his mouth, down his chin, his neck, soaking his bare chest, and dripping onto the floor. her feet were drenched, glistening with his warm spit. and the more he drooled, the more the neighbor enjoyed it. — “yes… that’s it. you’re my wet little toy,” she murmured, watching every drop with hunger. she continued — pulling out and pushing back in, alternating feet. — “swallow it. feel my foot stretch you.” her heel pressed against his lips, the tip of her foot nearly grazing the back of his throat. and there he was — completely surrendered, serving his goddess with his mouth, his body, and his drool. after long, intense minutes, she finally stopped. her soles were soaked — licked, kissed, worshipped. she placed one dripping foot on his chest like a trophy. and she rubs her slobbery foot all over pedrinho's face and wonders what the next training will be.