As she was sitting mere inches from you, the heat from her body washed over you, and the scent of her arousal filled the air. She started to readjust herself, and you felt yourself stick to her right cheek, the warmth and softness of her skin a stark contrast to the cold porcelain. She shifted slightly, and you felt your body conform to the shape of her flesh. The pressure was intense, but you were too stunned to do anything but watch as she proceeded to clean herself, wiping the area around your stuck form with a casual indifference. Her long, slender fingers danced around you, the gentle abrasion of the toilet paper against your skin sending shivers through your body. You felt her cheek move as she squeezed, her muscles working to expel the last remnants of her waste.
Her movements grew more deliberate as she reached behind her to grab a wad of toilet paper. She wiped herself thoroughly, the sound of the paper gliding over her skin echoing in the tense silence of the bathroom. Each stroke brought her closer to the spot where you were stuck, and you felt your heart racing in anticipation. The moment her hand came near, you tried to call out to her, but only a faint squeak escaped your lips. She paused for a brief second, the paper hovering over your face, before continuing her task. The soft fabric grazed over your body, the gentle touch sending waves of pleasure through you despite the absurdity of the situation.
As she finished wiping, Ally stood up, and your tiny form remained stuck to her ass cheek. She was blissfully unaware of her new, intimate accessory. The cheekiness of the situation was not lost on you as she pulled up her panties and pants, the fabric hugging your body tightly against her skin. You felt the warmth of her flesh and the pressure of the fabric, trapping you in a cocoon of sensation. She flushed the toilet, and the sudden gust of air made you cling to her even more desperately. The cold porcelain was no match for the heat she radiated.
Ally exited the bathroom, and you were along for the ride, face first against the soft, roundness of her ass. You could feel the fabric of her panties stretching around you, the warmth and wetness of her skin seeping through. Each step she took made your tiny body bob up and down, sending jolts of pleasure through you.
As she reached the hallway, you felt her hand reach back, likely to readjust the towel she had around her chest. However, she unknowingly pressed down on the spot where you were stuck, smearing you further into her cheek. The sensation was overwhelming, and you couldn't help but let out a tiny moan, which was muffled by her flesh.
Her phone buzzed in her pocket, and she reached for it with one hand, the other resting on the counter as she read the text from her boyfriend. "Come over today?" it read, with a smiling emoji. She giggled, the vibrations of her laughter resonating through her body and into yours. Her ass cheek quivered around you, and you felt your cock, now trapped in the fold of her skin, begin to swell. She typed back, "On my way," with a blushing face emoji, and you felt a surge of jealousy and desire. You wished you could be the one to make her laugh like that.
As Ally moved through the house, you remained lodged between the cheeks of her ass, feeling every sway of her hips and the jiggle of her flesh. The fabric of her panties grew damp with her excitement, and the scent of her arousal grew stronger. You felt a bead of pre-cum form at the tip of your cock, and the friction against her skin was exquisite. What happens when she gets to her boyfriends house?
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