Regan decided it wasn't smart to upset the girl who would eat her without a second thought. She edged closer to the crack and slide down. At first, slowly pulling herself deeper. However as she got deeper. The amount of sweat increased, lubricating Regan's body to slide with Hannah's bouncing cheeks. Regan's face was red with pain as she was bounced, smooshed and slapped between the moon size ass. But Regan was determined on survival and avoiding the even deeper parts of the crack. That were pulling her in.
Lost within the confines of the crack. Regan was so small. She wasn't even able to find Hannah's thong. Regan pushed her body through the crack trying to find the surface. When she placed her hand in a position. That unfortunately bounced in an unexpected way. Suddenly and painfully pushing back. Placing a massive force onto her right arm. The pain withered across her body and Regan yelped in pain. As she experienced a pain so intense she was sure her right arm was broken.
Regan's face was now covered. In both sweat from her own exhaustion, the now mixed in fresh tears. That stung to cry from the copious amount of sweat from Hannah's daily morning jog. Regan continued to pull forward with her left arm. She also pulled her right arm between her own breasts just to avoid it getting mangled any further.
Regan crawled forward. With each step Hannah took. Every part of Regan was further molested. Hannah's rear slapped and bounced Regan's own breast and ass. Regan's face was squished and pressed every moment. Her whole body was grinded in whichever way Hannah's booty wished. With only the smallest influence from Regan. Who was trying with all her might to guide herself forward.
Even with the shock to Regan's senses, from what she was experiencing. She wasn't granted the release of numbness or unconsciousness. A pleasant dream from her nightmare situation, proof she had pushed as far as she could. What terrified Regan between each grab was. That her torment could dip further.
Regan reached out and felt the fabric of Hannah's thong in her grip. She couldn't even enjoy a moment of relief as her torment continued. She bunched up the fabric and wrapped her pain filled right arm around. Holding it to her chest. Tight.
With her left hand she continued to pull forward. What little pace she had been making before slowed even further as fabric very very bearly reacted to her pulling. Adrenaline filling her body. Regan pushed herself even further though the unyielding pain. The wet slaps of buttocks reverberated around her. Regan grabbed first fulls of taut flesh in her grasp. She pulled further forward. She knew she wouldn't be able to win. But she could continue to fight. Atleast for a while.
To what ends? Regan considered in the sparse moments of reprieve. When Hannah snacked on a few more of her previous compatriots. Or slowed her jog to drink her protein water. Regan didn't swell with the triumph from her continued survival. She shrunk even further than she had physically, into an overwhelming sense of defeat.
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