It's Donald!

Jasmine looked down between her legs to see a set of feathered fingers still playing with her pussy. "Donald!"

"Yeah," the duck said in his garbled voice. "How do ya feel about fucking outside your species now?"

"I...I..." Still dazed from her last orgasm, Jasmine wasn't sure how to respond to this. She didn't find the duck even the least bit attractive, but he had just gotten her off with his fingers...

Donald got tired of waiting for a response and hopped up on the table with Jasmine. He stood over her breasts with a foot on either side of her chest and his penis poking out towards her face. "How about returning ther favor, Toots?"