Christen's body moves against her will again, her hips **** to shake causing thick mounds to quite literally clap behind her. The embarrassment burned in her face, a sheen of red expressing it in the form of blush. Her ass waa like a magnet for trouble either with constantly being hit on or ruining pants.
"A shower? What, you don'tlike the smellof my ass? I mean, thats how you got in me isn't it?" She complained. Her hand smacks her ghost filled booty before shoving a finger between the Crack and diging in her hole.
A disgusted scowl manifests before she looks behind her and practically growls.
"Get my finger out of my ass-" Plug. Her finger flies into her mouth before the other slips in her sweaty hole then up to her nose forcing a wrinkle.
Ripping her hands away her tummy lets put a rather fierce, loudly gurgling sound. An expression of shock reveals itself, her hands covering her belly as its gurgling fit continued. Her possessor takes control again, patting her belly then taunting her.
"Actually, your stomach and I seem to have the same attraction to it. But, if Im going to go out and possibly meet women... I should resoect the fact that they may not." They explained, making her spank herself and step in the shower.
Meet women?
Christen wasn't about that. She haf to find a way to get this person out of her body, and quick. There was no telling what else they planned on doing. Her body bends, turning on the water so warm streams could have tgeir way over smooth skin and begin clensing.
"I'm guessing you'regoing to have me wash up?" Christen asked.
As she did her hand grabbed the shampoo bottle before holding it in place obviously demanding that she started. Ising her now open palm, she filled her before placing it back, her bent over position earning another smack on the ass. Annoyed sigh leaves her in the form of an exhale, the feeling of thighs and rear wibbling agitating her...
Then she got an idea.
Maybe she coukd seduce him out? Running hands through her hair suds began and attention turns to her shower mirror. Poking her backside out slow swivles and sways with eyes locked on the slow wiggle of her cheeks. Trailing down her curves she begins to speak, hoping to catch interest.
"You know, we don't have to find someone. You've already possessed me, why not spend your time abusing my fat ass yourself? Exploring this tight little hole with all my toys, you would hage me all to yourself and I'll even play along." She did her best to seem convincing and it worked.
Bending over, her hands pulled her cheeks apart, fat spilling between finfers while eyes peeked inti her hole.
She had their attention.
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