Keep caressing Lanie's little kitten

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You keep moving your fingers up and down Lanie's pussy. You spread them and graze the insides of both thighs. Then you run a firm fingertip up and along the crease leading into the secret chamber. "Hel-lo!" she says. A shiver shakes her ass and her back starts to arch.

You take her hand and start to pull it back toward the tension in your trousers; but she is faster than you and thrusts her hand back there between her ass and your cock. You try to pay attention equally to fingering her slit and slowly squeezing your salami against her hand. She's curling her fingers under your balls. You groan and release a breath you hadn't realized you were holding.

You'll lose this little contest if you don't give all your attention to Lanie. You dip a finger inside, just a little, and Lanie's hand freezes. "Oh.. oohhh shit," she says, and then you gradually insert that finger all the way. What a squeak she gives! "No fair, no fairr.."

"Do something about it, why don't you? If you can."

She tries stroking you in earnest. "Maybe I can get you to come in your pants."

"Would you like that?"

"I would! I like getting boys messy! (Ooh, ooh! There!)"

"But maybe I want to come in your panties. (Oh! Sweet Jeebus that's nice! Do it again!)"

"I don't think either one of us will be coming in my (Oh! Not so hard! Oh yes, that way..) panties.. since I'm not wearing any. Silly."

"Oh yeah," you say, grinning sheepishly. "You are a bit bare down here, aren't you?" She inhales sharply, oohs as you squeeze three fingers around her labia. "I guess I'll just have to come in your pussypants, then."

"Pants! (Ohh god..)"

"Pussypants! (Ooh, getting so slippery, sweetheart.)"

"Pants! (And your pants are feeling nice and hard and rough.)"

"Pussypants! (Oh! Lanie, your hand! Right around the head like that, holy fuck.)"

"(Put it in deeper. Come on, deeper..) ..What the hell are pussypants?" Lanie says, pausing.

"Um.. I really don't know. I just made it up." You grin at her and give her little kiss on the cheek, as if to make up for being such a silly man, and twice in a row.

"Okay, Randytrousers," she says, placing a hand on your chest, "here's the deal. Your pants are going to have come in them. Someone has to come in those pants. I require it. So, you have a choice. You can lie down over there and let me work on you until you pop, or we can trade -- pants and pussypants -- and then you can choose how we do it."

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