She starts slow—smirking like she’s got all day. Pink nails drag up her own thighs before gripping his cock. One toe curls around the base while the other teases his balls. The fur rug muffles her moans as she leans in, lips brushing skin before that first wet lick at the arch of his foot. Then—fingers disappear between her legs while he watches, helpless as she works him over with both hands and those damn toes digging into his ass cheeks. By the time he’s close enough to taste salt on her tongue? She’s already straddling him, riding until cum leaks down her tits and onto that smirk.