You were a little surprised Kennedy wasn't usually so interested in doing something herself, but maybe she was holding back in front of her kids so they wouldn't squish you so much. "Wha-What do you mean Kennedy?" you asked nervously.
She smiled at you with that smile you couldn't help but want to do whatever she said, but you didn't want her to think you wanted to be squished so you had to object at least a little. "Well James I just mean, your mom and all those women sound so comfortable when they're squishing you..." She stood up and shook her streatch pants clad rear in front of you. " I just want to know what it's like to have a little man under me is that so bad." she pouted over her sholder rubbing her ass with one hand. Your gaze was stuck on the rear end as it encompassed your field of vision. you barly even thought before you responded.
"I'd let you crush my any time you want and be happy about it." you said dreamily. Kennedy didn't need any more prompting as she let her ass fall on you crushing you between it and the bed.
"Oh James you feel wonderful under me." she ground her as all over you making it all the more painful but you couldn't help but think it was amazing that you were touching Kennedy's amazing booty. " I wish you were always cushioning me."
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