Pixie noticed the growing bulge in Pixel’s pants and bit back a wicked grin. “Looks like someone’s getting excited,” she purred, reaching down to give her own ass a playful squeeze.
“Maybe I should help you with that… or maybe not.”
Pixel took her by the checks and kissed on the lips. Pixie slowly stood up from the bed and turned to face away from him. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts and began to slowly tug them down, revealing inch after inch of her plump, perfect ass.
Pixie let out a playful gasp as Pixel gently pushed her back down onto the bed, her shorts now around her thighs. She shifts her weight onto her elbows, pushing her butt up even further as she looks back at Pixel over her shoulder.
“Know what I’m thinking, Pixel?”
She reaches back and pulls her shorts down to her thighs, revealing her bare, plump ass.
Pixie’s smirk grew wider as she slowly slid her shorts down over her ass, exposing her bare, plump cheeks to Pixel. She spread her legs wider apart, letting the camera get a perfect view of her pussy as it glistened with arousal.
“You want more, huh?” *
