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"Listen, y-you...you must know how much I'd love to feel that thing inside of me," she claims, and as she does, she arches her hips up into your body, letting you feel a growing dampness near the base of your shaft. "But I'm not sure I'd be able to give you everything you need, being so much smaller. Is there any other way I can please you, perhaps?"

**Footjob path**

She's already pushing her feet against your hips as you lean over her, and you're surprised at just how delicate her toes feel as they curl into the fur around your crotch.

It's a pleasant surprise, and with a grin, you let her know that you've got another idea of how she can pay her sensual debt to you.

"You're willing to spare my modesty for something else?" she asks, beaming at the idea of anything that will keep your larger member from entering her body...but when you grab her ankles and push her pawpads down around the base of your shaft, she gives you a curious look. "...That's...I'm not sure how great I'll be at that."

As you lean in and grab her hips, you make it clear that you think she'll do just fine, and even if she doesn't, the smooth and velvety flesh of her toes around the top of your shaft is enough to draw a first, eager thrust out of you.

She trembles beneath you, but as strange as your flesh feels, she calms down a little bit more with every pulse against the arch of her feet.

"If you're so insistent, though...I...perhaps I can work with this."

Considering what you could have done to her body, you feel that you're being quite merciful with her already; there's no need to hold back any longer, accepting that.

Her body moves easily in your larger paws, with her hips coming closer with a single tug. Driving back against your own pulling, you turn her feet into your own personal masturbation sleeve, and at the very end of each thrust, you find yourself getting a little closer to poking the end of her muzzle with your dripping tool.

She knows she doesn't have to do anything with it, even when it finally taps the edge of her lips...but the lust that pushed her down such a path in the first place is clearly getting the better of her, as she parts her billowy flesh just enough to kiss the tip of your member.

With a soft gasp at how much she enjoys the flavor of your early offering, she squeezes her feet together on your shaft and starts milking it with new, excited vigor.

"That's...quite the e-exotic little taste, isn't it?" she asks, and between words, you continue to pump and interrupt her, finding it sweet that she's determined to praise you verbally when her lips are already doing so much for your enjoyment. "Goodness, y-yes...you..._mmm..._you're quite the voluminous specimen!"

She's being rolled up under your thrusts, and seeing the compressions of her smaller body, you wonder again how amazing it might feel to experience that from inside of her...but you're grateful for the experience all the same, as her toes begin roaming up and down your shaft. Her skills are still developing, but curiosity and inexperience come together in a blissful combination as she literally walks your flesh, poking and tickling your sensitive member with a completely random approach.

That randomness makes her movements impossible to predict, and with a grunt, you warn her that you're getting close; you're not going to let her get away without accepting your mess.

"If I...c-could just...h-hey! Wait!" she tries to protest, wanting a chance to gather up some fabric to catch your load, but under your driving weight, she can't reach over in time: you clench up, growl with visceral pleasure and thrust into her body, dragging the tip of your cock between her breasts and alongside her cheek before she's able to contain you.

Holding the tip in her maw and grasping it with her paws, as well, her eyes fly wide open at the first pulse of your orgasm. Swallowing rapidly and doing her best to keep up, you lean over her so far that you don't even see her cheeks bulging: you just hear the muffled ulp of her continued efforts.

Swallowing as much as she can, she holds you in place until the welling seed spills over from her throat and gushes out over her chin.

"S-so mu-

She tries to breathe, but another jet from your quivering tip sprays across her tongue, forcing her to try and swallow once more. The rapid streaks spread over her lips, cheek and the bridge of her muzzle as she gives up, and as you offer her a final courtesy by collapsing beside her instead of crushing her, you feel her glaring at you through a cum-soaked expression.

"Mmm...hmm...a little more...warning next time?" she asks, panting with her efforts and rolling her eyes at the mess you've left. The longer it stains her, however, the more she finds herself enjoying the view, until you're certain that she's allowed some of your cum to spill into her cleavage on purpose. "Now I've got one more errand to take care of before I head back into town, it would seem..."

Before you can apologize for the state you've left her in, you feel a paw resting against your tummy. She props herself up and stretches her arms overhead, and at that, you're sure she's putting on a show for you, perhaps to remind you of the promise you made before.

You assure her that you're even now, and that any transgressions have been thoroughly forgiven.