Watching Hima's round hips gyrate and dance on Ivan's waste as she expertly guides him, you think for a second about going down and joining them. Only the fact that they're just locked into love making isn't what's making you so excited, it's watching two other fairies who were the same if not bigger than you just moments ago, so small on your table like little toys. So giving up your size and ability to maneuver their positions along isn't what you want to do. You stand on the chair, lifting your chest off the table, Hima not facing you is still enjoying her time, moaning in her squeaky shrunken voice. Ivan on the other hand is trying to see straight, his glasses fully fogged, and now can see your shadow past those lens, the mountain behind his mounter. Your own face flushed, ready to take control you slide your bottoms off revealing your bare legs, bare waist, and turn around on the chair. Your shadow over taking as you start bending forward sticking your bare bottom out, you feel a trickle below as you aim yourself right and leap from the chair backward down onto the table, onto the fairy couple.
With a heavy force, you throw your head up in enjoyment, lined up just right, the couple went right between your cheeks. Your force pushed Hima hard into Ivan, the two under all of your weight, still inserted into her and now Hima's wings are lined up against your back hole with flickering, tickling your backend. The pleasure shoots up into you and you drive your fingers into your crotch, grinding your hips in place, forcing the fairies to roughly keep sliding up and down each other. No longer connected by the waists instead just sliding up and over. Mainly moving Hima along with your movements, her large breasts slide up and down repeatedly smacking Ivan's face. Taking his glasses away losing them under your own meaty mass that overtook the two. Nearly lost in your own pleasure you stop your grinding, and realize that both fairies aren't engaged in their earlier activity any longer. You stand to see what's happening with them, only seeing Ivan on his back breathing hard, glasses off, and with another flickling you feel the wings tickle your hidden sphincter. Hima still trapped between your cheeks as you hold your bottom and her high above the laying down male fairy below.
Fingers still ready to keep pleasing yourself, but the others may not be themselves, you decide to-
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