Grope Away

With a bit of effort, John had now brought Scarlett's fully immobile, time-frozen form into his home. She now stood in his living room, still clad in yoga pants and a tight tank top.

"God... I cant believe this thing worked.." John chuckles as he walks up to Scarlett, slowly squeezing and fondling the frozen woman's tits. His hands continued to grop and fondle Scarlett, slowly creeping down her curvy form.

Eventually, his hand reached her crotch, where be began to rub against her yoga pants-covered crotch. "I wonder if you can still cum.." He smirks