TSRM-Let her sit in your lap
From Create Your Own Story
Patting your lap Bayley cheers softly and like a spider monkey she scrambles up your legs till she sits firmly in your lap, her backside snuggling into your chest as you roll up to the desk. Scrolling through a series of game on your computer you eventually pick one out that the two of you have played before. It's a simple RPG game where you play as a Knight who slays dragons, helps the princess, you know, all of the typical bullshit. It's easy enough to play, which is a wonderful thing since Bayleys grasp over complex systems is lacking at her age. For the most part, you simply sit back and watch her play, giving advice when she needs it and pointing out the best way to slay the enemies.
After some time of sitting there, you begin to feel yourself growing hard after seeing a rather poorly dressed woman in the game who approached you with a quest, her lovely tits nearly hanging out from her clothes. Having been playing games like this with Bayley often enough your body had gotten used to the feeling of her small butt sitting in your lap, but after seeing the suggestive woman, your manhood is now jammed against the crotch. Stiffening slightly you try to shrug off the feeling, but at that moment Bayley hops up and down after finding a new item, which sets out for her crotch to slam repeatedly on your dick.
"Y- yea that's a good item." The words manage to escape from your lips, all the while you're fighting the building lust in your groin.
Arms coming to rest in Bayley's lap you do your best to ignore the pounding from your crotch but not a few minutes later Bayley hops up from the chair in a burst of speed, her voice raising in glee from the quest she completed.
"RAWR. Fear me goblins of Everfrost!" Bayley yells, but your mind isn't so focused on what she says but for more of her body.
Having jumped from the chair and onto the floor next to you in her victory lap around the room, you noticed that under the oversized shirt Bayley has nothing else on. Eyes wide with excitement, Bayley wanders back over to the chair as once again she climbs up your legs and turns around ready to plop back down into your lap. Seconds before Bayely's weight falls onto into your lap you hand shoots out to your crotch and lets your cock flip free. The oversized shirt flays over your lap, curling up slightly to hide any sight of your cock. Like a circus tent, the oversized shirt acts like a cover as it is now mashed directly against Bayley's young pussy, its lips smearing over its length as it heads slightly sticks out from between Bayley's thighs.
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