I'm sitting at my make up table and have an irritating itch on my butt, after a little bit I stand up and see a 'little one' lying on my chair.. he must have been hidden since my recent infestation of little ones, I thought I had crushed them all.. you've done well surviving so long. I hold him up to my face, talking to him, caressing him, having a little lick of him, putting him in my mouth with his little legs hanging out, but eventually decide that I feel like getting rid of him by feeling him crush under me. I place him on the chair, lift my dress up and sit down, grinding him under me,...

I'm sitting at my make up table and have an irritating itch on my butt, after a little bit I stand up and see a 'little one' lying on my chair.. he must have been hidden since my recent infestation of little ones, I thought I had crushed them all.. you've done well surviving so long. I hold him up to my face, talking to him, caressing him, having a little lick of him, putting him in my mouth with his little legs hanging out, but eventually decide that I feel like getting rid of him by feeling him crush under me. I place him on the chair, lift my dress up and sit down, grinding him under me, rocking backwards and forwards.. once I'm done I pick him back up and take him with my to enjoy later.