Oh yes, that was what he was waiting for. That small, slow nod was like a ticket to his desires. Her blowjob was great, especially for a first time, though he wanted something other than just physical pleasure as well. He wanted to make her understand that she was his, and while she did all the work he couldn't be sure that she understood.<br/><br/>She might take some primal notion of control, dominance, by being the one that gave pleasure. No, he wouldn't have that, even if it was just his mind finding paranoid reasons. He would have to teach her, that all pleasure, and pain, went through him. If he didn't allow it, it wouldn't happen. And his hands were going to teach her just that.<br/><br/>His right hand still on her breast, rubbing her nipple, brushing over it from side to side, while he left hand withdrew from her paw. Tracing its way over her arm all the way down to her shoulder and moving up to her cheek. He brushed against it with the front of his fingers while his right hand remained intent on teasing her nipple. His left hand, moved from her cheek to her lips. Flowing her fingers over her lips and pushing them aside to go into her snout. The exotic shape made it easy to go in, his forefinger and middle finger made their way past her lips, pushing on her tongue. They tasted like his cock, he had held it, the strong masculine scent and taste were all over them.<br/><br/>Though that wasn't enough, he was pressing his knees against her sides, her boots against her legs. He was showing her who was in command simply by limiting her movements. And soon enough, his right hand left her breast, slowly tracing its way down to her moist sex. Oh he had smelled her, and he knew just what he was going to do. Her actions up until now betrayed her inexperience, perhaps she was even a virgin, perhaps she had never even climaxed. That would be perfect he thought, and smiled in anticipation.<br/><br/>His fingers worked quickly, rubbing her clit, brushing over her lips, taking tiny dips into her sex. He was working fast and effective, sending wave upon wave of pleasure through her. Though that wasn't all, he pinched her clit. Hard, pulling at it as he did, taking care to pull his fingers back if she were to instinctively bite him in response. Following that pinch would be a series of small gentle rubs, before going faster again, leading up to another pinch, and another, before he went gentle again. Giving her pleasure, and pain, and pleasure again, and also pain again. Going on, unrelenting, fast, effective, and so pleasurable. She might even enjoy the pinching, if not as much as the gentle rubbing, just because it was his attention.<br/><br/>His head came down, and as his fingers pulled her snout down a little inside her jaw, he pressed his lips to the tip of her nose. "If you feel really good, and you just want to let go, you have my permission Umbre." He smiled, even if she didn't feel she need it, he had told her. And she might start to understand, that she would need his permission.