The woman stammers<em>something</em>, but she complies quickly,<em>eagerly</em>, enough. A moment later, the fox woman's tail is arced high over her back... and she's shuddering with every<em>squeeze</em>of your fingers. And when you press your thumb against her ringpiece, she almost squeals...<br/><br/>Which means that when you threaten to stop, you pretty much have her right where you want her. A very vulpine whimper actually sneaks out of her throat, and one of her hands moves backwards slightly, as if she were unconsciously reaching out to stop you from pulling away...<br/><br/>"I... no, it's not that..." She starts to stammer, and you can see her body<em>tightening</em>and loosening in front of your eyes. "I... I do like it. I<em>really</em>do like it..."