A pair of compression pants leave

The clothes kept their promise to not hurt Christopher but instead decided to make him their sex ****. While all of that was happening one pair of blue compression pants was on its own. It left the apartment first. With its new freedom it walked out onto the chaos filled streets searching for a purpose until it found a pair of black yoga pants without an owner as well wandering about.

Both pieces of clothing looked at one another admiring from afar until they both decided to meet one another. Christopher's compression pants bolsted a muscular yet round butt, a pretty large package of their own, and prominent thighs. While the black yoga pants contained a rather large butt, thick thighs, and a very subtle yet noticable camel toe in the front. To both of them it truly felt like love at first sight.

The yoga pants were shy at first crossing its legs and moving from side to side playfully. While the compression pants were inspecting them from all angles. The compression pants then pointed them for a place to go and the yoga pants followed behind. Now in an alley the yoga pants positioned themselves in front of a pole and wiggled their large behind seductively inviting the compression pants to come forward.

The compression pants wasted no time and rubbed themselves slowly on the yoga pants. Slowly but surely the compression pants bulge was getting bigger and the yoga pants could feel it. The yoga pants carefully nestled the nonexistant rod between their cheeks and proceeded to use a more precise rhythm to please its lover. The compression pants continued grinding on the yoga pants furiously.

The yoga pants began bouncing their hips back and forth in an effort to excite her partner even more. The compression pants retaliated even more by thrusting faster and harder into the yoga pants. The ass play was too much for the compression pants and they finally gave in as they made the motions of cumming despite not actually doing it.