Encouraged by my words, Minne started moving faster. She used one foot to stroke the shaft while the toes of her other foot teased and rubbed the sensitive head. She even pressed her soles together tightly, creating a warm, tight tunnel for my cock.
I leaned back on my elbows, enjoying the view. Minne's small breasts bounced slightly with her movements, and her face was deep red from embarrassment and arousal. She kept glancing up at me, seeking approval while she pleasured me with her feet.
"Fuck, Minne… you're doing so well," I praised her. "Look at how my cock is throbbing between your pretty little feet. You like serving your Master like this?"
She nodded shyly. "Yes, Master… I like making you feel good. Even if it's with my feet…"
I reached down and grabbed one of her ankles, guiding her movements. I made her press her soft soles tighter around my cock and stroke faster. The wet, slick sounds of her feet sliding along my lubricated shaft filled the room.
