You looked at him in disbelief. "I... I can't..." you stuttered out. Marshall laughed again, which made you more nervous. With his white forepaw, he took your hand and placed it on his furry hindpaws. You felt the softness of his hindpaws against your palm and knew that you had to do this right now. "Now, let's see how good you really are at licking and kissing paws!"
Marshall pulled your head back and pushed you forward onto his furry feet. You immediately went in deep, feeling every inch of his paw. Engrossed in his sweaty paw fur, you started licking and kissing for a few minutes. The warmness and wetness you felt was too intense and you almost gagged several times, but managed to keep it down. You continued to lick up and down his right hindpaw before doing the same to the left one, while stopping to kiss them when you broke the pattern. The massive size of his paws was almost too much to handle. You felt so small, there was no way you were getting out of this alive. After a few minutes of cleaning the feet you had finished. You slowly backed away from his massive paws and sat down in front of him.
"Not bad little guy, you've got a heck of a grip! But I'm gonna need more than that if you want me to leave you alive."
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