It's a good thing there was nothing on the TV worth watching anyways once Allie entered the room. She sat on the opposite end of the couch and put her socked feet up on my thigh. She didn't need to see the bulge in my pants to know the effect she was having. She slowly slid her heels down until they rested in the gap between my thigh and groin.
"Take off your pants." Allie said as she lifted her heels just enough for me to slide them underneath. When she lowered them again she slide them further so that the soles now rested against my cock and balls pressing against my underwear. She gently pressed against them and massaged my groin up and down. There was a hint of precum staining the boxers when she stopped and pulled her feet back slightly. The reprieve was short, but this time when she pressed her feet against my groin again and pressed her toes against the waistband. She only had to pull down a little bit before my cock popped out from the top.
She ran her big toe under the head of my cock and then stopped long enough for me to look over at her and see she was texting. The text must have been short as she quickly put down her phone and returned her attention to my cock. She maneuvered one foot between my stomach and cock and turned it so now my cock was aimed at a 45° angle. Her other foot then rested on the underside. She then began to curl and uncurl her toes so that the tips just grazed the underside of my head. It wasn't long before I felt cum begin to build up. She noticed this too as shortly after I noticed it I felt her foot between my stomach move ahead, pressing my cock against the waistband. Despite the little pain, or maybe because, my cock maintained it's hardness even as Allie picked up her phone again to send another text. As she put her phone down she lifted her foot and began curling her toes again. It felt so good I didn't even care when the door opened and Francine walked in.