Now coated in the sticky liquid, mike does his best to avoid being squashed when ms. Stone stuffs a napkin down her cleavage to dry up her spill. This pushes Mike’s tiny frame deeper into her bosom and traps him in her under boob. This is a place you have always wanted to be yet it’s terrifying to be trapped somewhere with no one knowing where you are. She obviously can feel your presence because she then starts to adjust her bra. Pushing you this way and that way. You are now entirely inside 1 cup and face to face with one of her pert nipples. You would swear it was just begging for you to touch it. Now completely sealed off from the rest of the world you have no clue what all of her movements are. Her nipple periodically rubs in your face as she moves about. You notice it starting to harder and know it’s from rubbing up against you. You hear a series of loud bangs followed by the hun of an engine and pressure from the seat belt pushing you face first into her hardened nipple. You can’t resist flicking your tongue out to taste just a little bit. Ms. Stone tastes just like candy you think to yourself as you feel yourself start to grow hard. The car ride is short lived and you make it back to what you assume is her home. You bounce around ruffly as she goes about her routine at home. By this point you have realized you can’t be more than 3 inches. Big enough to be felt but small enough to not be obvious.
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