glad to have the whole seat to herself, she quickly scoots over, hiding you from sight just as you saw Emma turn around. she just missed the chance to spot you as your pressed against the girls ass, the lingering scent of her fart still trapped down there with you as she gets ready. after what seems like forever, she stands up, but the sweat and the pressure had allowed you to stick more to her than the chair and you go along for the ride. you whimper trying to pull off her as she gets ready to slip on her bridesmaid dress, quite a clingy formhugging garment, it would keep you pressed tightly against her butt if you didnt get free quickly...
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