Leedle's luck streak stays strong!

The short goblin quickly returns to his room, his small footsteps pitter patter across the wooden floor boards until reaching his room. By the time he makes it the green pickle within his loincloth had shrunk but to his surprise Sally was laying flat on the carpet beside his bed. The room of Leedle's was simple and fairly decent sized with a single bed, several shelves lined up on one side with countless books and small toys or figurines representing comic heroes hes obsessed with. On one side he had a desk with a few lined up stacks of written papers from self-written novels from his favorite inspirations.

"S-Sally..?!"

The goblin makes an audible gulp before watching her gullible friend turn and shout—

"leedle look! Man arachnid and the incredible individual are going at it! Hehe.. I hope arachnid man wins! He's so cooool!"

Sally falls on her back causing her big mammaries to jiggle and almost pop out from her overall sides. Sadly Leedle completely missed those bouncing round orbs on her chest as he felt a wave of relief washing over him.

[So she didn't find out.. good! Well she's always been slow at picking these things up..]

Since the situation didn't escalate Leedle finds himself staring down at those irresistible feet of hers he was so desperately cumming from inside a boot. Slowly his little green prick had started to harden as Sally **** wiggles her pretty little toes. She had always worn those heavy working boots so there's bound to be a bit of dirt between her toes, it definitely has a rich taste of sweat from her earlier walk. All this seems to make it impossible for him to hold back..

"S-Say Sally.. you uh.. feeling tired? How about I u-uh.. you know.. give you a little massage. Like b-before you know..?"

"Mm?"

Sally who's mind was anywhere but here had stopped reading for a bit before answering

"Oh! Sure.. do you want me to take my Ovies off again?"

"Ovies— oh your overalls. Y-Yeah.. sure— I mean yes! It's important.."

Here's where leedle's hidden skill comes into play. Domain Expansion, lesser awareness of the opposite sex!— in reality it was just Leedle's personality or traits that hardly made him stand out as a man to Sally. That and Sally being a natural bimbo for this sort of thing. Although he benefits from this, getting away with risky and arousing plays with her but.. somehow deep down he feels this as a loss...

Sally sets the comic down and starts unbuttons her overall straps while she was still laying flat on the carpet. The straps come off revealing those giant white meaty breasts of hers which bounce out firmly to greet the world. Sally didn't think twice before hooking her thumbs down the sides of her overalls and slowly pulling down her curvy round hips, the fabric slowly slides down her white meaty things until finally kicked off around her ankles. Now Sally was in nothing but her white knickies but unfortunately the air conditioner would start to make her regret this decision.

Leedle though stood dumbfounded as he couldn't believe his eyes, before Sally did this and he hardly had time to enjoy it with his bed sheets covering most of that plump and delicate body of hers. He gulps while watching Sally reach for the comic again and start reading, leaning back on her elbows against the bed frame, her precious soft looking soles as his mercy. Almost begging for leedle to rub his filthy hands all over them.

"Leedle it's cold, if you won't do it I'll—"

"O-Oh ah! R-Right! Right.."

The little green warty freak couldn't help but smile as he moves closer towards her feet, placing them next to each other, angling her feet so her white supple heels touch together. Creating a type of oval shape form that appears from her instep arches. He couldn't help himself, his fingers once touching them would gently rub circles with his thumbs around the base of her soft heels. He waits for a bit when Sally seems more immersed into her comic before raising them up and taking a long whiff.

"..I wanted this again for so long Sally"

He calmly whispers as he grips the bridges of her feet and massages the outside edges, the grip of her arches make Sally unconsciously moan as the massage or whatever Leedle was doing was somewhat working.