"Hey there, cutie. Looks like you missed a spot." Lydia looks up to see one of the two older women a little way away walking over to her. She smiles, sitting up. "Yeah? Would you fix it for me?"
The woman's smile grows a bit. "Oh yes, I think I can manage that. Roll over, dear." As she gets to Lydia's towel, Lydia does, laying on her front. You are relieved that her cheeks are no longer compressing you quite as badly, but you still can't move. The sun screen has dried, you're stuck to her. And at your size, you don't have the strength to peel off. The woman takes the sunscreen bottle, squirting a bunch out onto her hand. But instead of spreading it between them, she just takes it and smacks Lydia's ass.
Lydia jumps a little, then looks back at her with a sly smile. "Make sure you get it all nice and covered. I don't want to burn up."
Ruth nods. "Don't worry. I'll get every inch of you if I have to." She takes the bottle in her other hand, and repeats the process with Lydia's other cheek, then places a hand on each, and begins to rub each in a circular motion.
For a moment, you feel Lydia's cheeks pull away from you and you think you might just be spotted, but then you feel them keep moving around, coming back and crushing you again. Then away, then crushing. You groan, but notice that your legs get freed a little bit each time they are pulled apart.
This process continues for a little bit, then Ruth just holds her cheeks apart for a second or two, and then lets them go, watching them clap together and then jiggle. Lydia just relaxes and enjoys the ride, murmuring a bit now and again. Ruth then spreads her cheeks again, looking at her crack, and her delicate little hole. "Oh, you've missed it all. We can't let this get burned." She leans her face right down in, and buries her face between Lydia's cheeks, deciding to have a bit of fun before she gets back to the sunscreen. She kisses near the top of her crack, then a bit lower, then a bit lower, Lydia squirming a little as she does. Lower, lower. Slowly, tauntingly. Then her lips fall into Lydia's hole, and Lydia lets a slight moan escape her. Ruth smiles, but notices something peculiar. Something slightly jutting out. It almost felt like a pair of tiny legs. She sits up, holding the cheeks apart to get a better look. She turns her face to Lydia...
1. "Hey, Cutie. Why don't you come hang with Sonya and I. I promise you'll have a good time." She decides it was nothing.
2. "Cutie, I do believe there's a tiny man in your butt."
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