You let out a muffled cry for help, which for once did NOT fall on death ears. She stands up just in time, and your face is out of her ass.
"Sorry Little Man, didn't think your view was THAT up close and personal." She smiles at you. "Not that I'm complaining."
The only thing you could do was blush. You couldn't believe how close that was, if she hadn't been wearing panties your whole head might have disappeared.
The sound of grunting snapped you out of your admittingly dirty thoughts.
"I just can't seem to pull these pants over my cheeks, mind giving me a hand, My Little Man?"
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