For four, fuckin' years I've been teased--my thoughts're racin'--can't take it--I immediately grab X9's paws, n' make 'em squeeze my sniffer as I let in a slightly-aggressive, sensual inhale up my nostrils, eyes squeezed shut, holdin' my breath for a sec or two, before lettin' out a throaty exhale, puttin' on a lewd ahegao face, luvin' his aroma. I came back to my senses, n' gaze longingly at the smexy eyegasm--three, black, lively, plump toes on either side, all six of 'em housed atop equally-ebony soles as they freely slowly swayin' back n' forth, n' in the middle of it all, sandwiched between the pair of shinypaws, was my sweetiepie X9's cherubic face, the stompers' owner--big, expressive, beady eyes, n' a mouth that bespoke the most comforting, appropriately-cute voice outta this lil' fella...so glad to make 'im emote, seein' his lil' blushies makin' me feel all giddy inside as he winks n' playfully sticks his tongue out at me, knowin' full well of my podophilia, especially towards such a handsome, Godsend pair of feet that I spent countless, lust-driven hours on when I was buildin' him. His lil', droopy antennae above his head is almost like a halo, n' rightfully so, since he's such a kind-spirited fella, even tho he's only machine. Throughout my years with him, havin' a healthy relationship among the two of us, I guess it is a blessin' to be rewarded for all my kindness n' patience his squishy, absolutely delectable paws....

Slowly, I insert my slender fingers between his toes, n' he playfully locks 'em in place by havin' em scrunch, all while I dig my lil' snoofer into his other foot, sniffin' his aromatic toes as he gingerly squeezes my nose with them. I take a couple more breaths, his scent intoxicatin' my footluvin' mind as I pullback my face a lil' before inserting my tongue between his clownsized toes, the two of us enjoyin' the warmth housed in the tight space that my tongue digs deep in as I hear that cute 'mmmm' from 'im...then, I start to suck on one of 'em, my tastebuds mos def enjoyin' its--his flavor as I succ on it like a lollipop as X9 puts on his bedroom eyes while I rub his other, unworshiped foot with up n' down, adorin' the squishiness of his sole. Then I get a lil' greedy, takin' two toes a once--'Mmmm, you can fit both of them?' he softly asks, answer's already set in stone in front of him as his free foot's toes spreadin' with glee, as happy as the ones in my mouth as my tongue waltz about their tastiness. My cheeks succ in a lil' as I take in the two-digit taste, n' then I release them from my mouth, the third toe kneadin' against my cheek--'Awwww, he's lonely' the plushbot tells me. Of course, I try insertin' all three, n' it's a damn struggle--I tried my best, barely havin' them in betwen my jaws as they hurt a lil'--but I like that, actually. I wanna give my cutie's paws as much worshipin as I can. Havin' a mouthful of yummytoes, my liccer slips about the three of 'em, n' they dance in response--'Hehe, yer ticclin' me~' he tells me, his blush a bit more apparent.

After all that, I watch as his toes, drenched in my drool, flex about, seein' the smile on his face means that it musta felt great for dem piggies to be pleased so nicely. Then, he raises his foot n' makes his 'meaty' sole embrace my face--'Can you keep going, Master?' My response was a deep sniff of his humongous barepaw. His slightly-salty flavor takes me over again as I worship his sole, the fleshy-like feel to it is immensely mouthwaterin', my tongue lappin' up his smexy underfoot makes my plushbot moan. He adjusts himself in the pillow, just luvin' it as his foot glistens with saliva as I give his other foot soft squeezes. While orally massage him, somethin' crosses my mind--his heel hasn't been slurped on yet! I take his moist foot n' raise it up a lil', n' my tongue proceeds to run along from the very bottom of it, towards the toes--I can feel him tense up n' then joyfully release the ticklish pressure as my tongue slide off his middle toe. 'Oooooooh' he says, dancin' his toes. Soon enough, my mouth's suction-cupped to his heel, my foot-tastin' tongue snakes along its thicc curvature...my lips smack from his wet heel, spitstrands bridgin' it n' my lips, n' from down here, right in front of my face, it is a splendid view. 'I'm glad you luv how it tastes! Makes you wanna wait another four years to taste its scrumptious flavor, huh?'

Finally, I give his worshiped foot deep smooches, especially on his plushysole. 'You are so gooood at this, Master' he tells me. I reply my smotherin' my face into his delicious paw, coatin' my face in footflavored saliva before motorboatin' it. He does another one of them heartflutterin' giggles before he pushes his other foot, ready to be cleaned n' given the same amount of pleasure as its saliva-laden twin. 'Care for the other half of your banquet?' X9 delicately asks, his babyface lookin' at me with those puppy-doglike eyes above his flushed cheeks, illuminated by the lil', itty-bitty antennae on his head.