She considered his question.<br/><br/>What was in her hand felt warm, hot even. Firm but tender, and it pulsed, as if having a mind and will of it's own. She slid her palm down the length of it, over the veins and bulges to the base, against his body. It jumped, startling her and bringing her attention to where he touched her. She glanced down past the throbbing cock to see his furred digits disappearing between her legs. She gasped in surprise when he ran it over her wet skin and felt the jolt of sensation travel through her slight form. She shivered and opened her mouth to speak, a whimper coming out.<br/><br/>Without her permission her hips pushed towards him, opening her legs a bit wider and giving him deeper access to her body. She smelled herself, all musky and sweet and once more felt dizzy. She sucked in a hiss of breath when he pinched her again , feeling it where his hand was exploring. She wanted something..."Do that again!"<br/><br/>Her hand tightened around his shaft as much as she was able, but he was very thick, and she could only hold so much of him. Her hand slid back towards her, up his shaft, then cupped the head of his cock.<br/><br/>"What do I do with this?" She asked quizzically, still pressing against his hand....er..paw, liking the feeling of her skin sliding against him.