Ask for a footjob!

You might as well let her know you're a foot pervert. It takes a moment and a little courage... "Can I get a footjob? I've never had one." You ask, prompting a surprised glint in Mursola's eyes followed by a low chuckle. You fear she'll deny you- but before she speaks, she's already taking off her shoes, which come off to show her bare feet and teal-blue toenails. Her foot structure is athletic with deep arches and long toes.

All too pleased, she leans back and rests her soft hands atop your ankles, then works her feet up and onto your crotch: smooth and soft, but strong rubs smear up-and-down your dick and balls as she smears her feet across your genitals.

You make eye contact and she raises a brow. "Trading your balls for one of my footjobs... I'll make it good, you brave man." She praises, perhaps into having her feet played with herself-! And without mercy, her toes cup your glans, then roughly scrape-up across your sensitive dickhead before immediately pistoning down to ****-and-pump your shaft...

Her feet are a little big, which you find is a good thing: their soft heels are able to nudge and rub your balls during the footjob, while Mursola keeps the balls of her feet working up-and-down your cock in merciless squeezes of her toes...

Mostly, Mursola smells of perfume and medicine- ... but you pick-up on a mild scent of foot odor from her. Wearing socks with no shoes, her feet were bound to get sweaty, and they feel moist; it might be a little gross, but you feel your dick getting even harder-!

Your thoughts scramble and your dick throbs with dull, overpowering ecstasy: waves of heavy pleasure hammer-through your body and mind, relaxing your tense shoulders while your fat dick proudly plasters Mursola's feet in spurts of hot cum. But she does not show you mercy...

You tremble, you grunt and you groan, but your cum is viciously milked out of you for four whole rounds by the orcess' feet. Mursola's quite sweaty, and it's been about a half hour before her toes slow and idly scrape your softening phallus...

Your eyes meet hers in an astounded and happy daze. That was a good footjob!- "If you really like feet, I have something we can do later, but for now... I need your balls." She explains, before lowering her bare feet and grabbing a rag to wipe your genitals with.

Your heart thuds and panic catches in your throat: looking down, you realize you've probably just shot out the last of your sperm over her feet and on the floor...