The people-mover gets hungry

Jenny silently cursed her brothers for sneaking the vibrator in her bag as she knelt on the airport's horizontal escalator, still trying to sort her things out in her carry-on bag. The teen pushed her bras and other items that had been removed and examined deeper inside so she could close the bag's zippers before storing them on the plane.

Other passengers pushed past her in the WALK portion of the moving belt's walkway, forcing her closer to the stainless steel handrail on the STAND portion she had stepped onto behind her parents and brothers. As Jenny knelt, she could feel cool air hitting her pussy lips as the tender flesh was being bisected by the reinforced seam of her years old PE shorts and almost showed at the leg openings. She was just glad the long tee draped over her, past her knees as she knelt on the humming people-mover.

The computerized voice warning they were coming to the end of the belt greeted her ears just as she had achieved success with the last of her carry-on bag's zippers. With a sense of achievement, the busty miss lifted to her feet.

Or tried to. Jenny felt a tug and looked down and saw that her shirt hem had gotten caught in the gap between the belt and the handrail wall.

"Oh noo!" the girl wailed as she felt herself being pulled to her back as the gears pulled more and more cotton into the gap. Her curvy legs flailed up in the air, her meaty ass cheeks poking out of the teeny shorts' legs as she struggled to get a hold of the material of the shirt.

Jenny's family turned around as one just as they were stepping off the moving sidewalk just in time to see her struggling.

"Honey! Hit the emergency stop!" yelled her mom to Jenny's dad, who immediately reached down to slap the large red button marked as such. The machine immediately stopped it's motion and an alarm sounded and a red light flashed, gaining everyone's attention in that portion of the jetway.