AtwyLion

It is 11:01am. A boring meeting becomes an opportunity to multitask. Surpassing a dozen orgasms before noon, @CarterTheDeer's cum acts like an adhesive to the lowest part of my body. The very essence of his life keeps him affixed to my squishy, steamy, plush paw pads. His will to resist another body numbing climax begins to dissolve, begins to melt, as he bakes inside my shoe. Despite all the yapping in my headset, this tiny creature’s voice is all I hear. Or rather, feel. The soundwaves of his pleas turned into the faintest of vibrations against my paw pads. The only answers he receives is a press of my shoe against the wall of my cubicle, flattening him into that doughy surface, squeezing yet another orgasm from his puny dick. The ease of making this tiny living creature cum is akin to simply squeezing toothpaste out of its tube.