Velvet toils away at the sink, her pretty wrinkled soles scrunching and flexing as she stands there. She climbs up on the counter to try to reach the top shelf of the cabinet but its too high and she can't balance well. She calls for help but Joey is more interested in staring at her than actually helping. He says he'll help but sarcastically adds he'll only do it if she rubs her feet on his cock.

"Really?" she replies.

Honestly he expects her to be put off by it. It wouldn't be a big deal at all for him to just put the glasses away. But instead, she seems unusually enthus... Show more