ms pritteys pet(story goes on)
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 18
by
copier
· original author:
anacone
"Time for lunch!" Ms Prittey announces. "I'll go and make something why don't you watch some TV meanwhile?" Phil is set on a small sofa and TV is turned on. Ms Prittey takes the remote and swaps channels until she finds something to her liking. She stops at some Criminal detectives program, it looks to be about half naked sexy men in Miami. She smiles and puts the remote away. "There you go, I'll be right back!"
Phil sits and watches the show. The characters of the show seems to be more into showing off their bodies than to move the plot forward. How awful, Phil thinks and wonders if he can change the channel. No, the remote is too far away, he must unfortunately endure it. The smell of food is takes over the room. It smells like meat and... potatoes?
Ms Prittey comes to the room with energic feet and throws herself happily on the sofa. She has a plate with potatomash and meatballs on top of it. Her fingers grab one of the balls and draws it across the mash to let it stick and to finally to put it in her mouth.
"Mmh, yummy!" She joyfully declares without looking at Phil.
Phil gulped, why hadn't he gotten any plate with food? He was hungry too! What should he do? He decides to be quiet and wait for her to notice on her own.
Ms Prittey kept eating and had finished half the plate. She enjoyed the show, her cheeks turned slightly red as she watched it.
Phil sat quietly and wondering why she was so mean to him? What should he do?
"Would you like to have some?" Ms Prittey asked all of the sudden.
"Yes, please!" Phil answered without a delay.
"I made the food and which would make it only fair if you also did some work, don't you agree?" Ms Prittey put her legs up on the sofa and pulled up her short skirt to reveal her panties. She took one of the meatballs and went under her underwear and pushed it deep into her vagina.
"If you want the meatball, you have to go and get it." Ms Prittey added.
Phil gulps, it felt scary. His stomach was reminding him again. He stands up, he had decided. He walks far up of her tighs. He touches carefully on the clothing covering the hole. They feel slightly moisture. He pulls them slowly aside to reveal her pussy.
Ms Prittey looks at TV once and in a while.
"Hurry up!" She stresses her son. She doesn't the TV show show to end before Phil gets into action.
Phil gulps once again. He feels like he is a living dildo to her. That very feeling is putting a wound into his soul. He hears her yelling at him and somehow it gives him courage and energi. His body starts to move on it's own and rushes himself inside. It was wet and tight, it felt like he didn't make any progress. Was he stuck? How much further? How deep in was the meatball?
Ms Prittey is making sounds which indicates she is enjoying herself. Once and in a while peeks on a sexy man on TV. Her fingers prepares another meatball in case Phil would find the first one too quickly.
Phil sits and watches the show. The characters of the show seems to be more into showing off their bodies than to move the plot forward. How awful, Phil thinks and wonders if he can change the channel. No, the remote is too far away, he must unfortunately endure it. The smell of food is takes over the room. It smells like meat and... potatoes?
Ms Prittey comes to the room with energic feet and throws herself happily on the sofa. She has a plate with potatomash and meatballs on top of it. Her fingers grab one of the balls and draws it across the mash to let it stick and to finally to put it in her mouth.
"Mmh, yummy!" She joyfully declares without looking at Phil.
Phil gulped, why hadn't he gotten any plate with food? He was hungry too! What should he do? He decides to be quiet and wait for her to notice on her own.
Ms Prittey kept eating and had finished half the plate. She enjoyed the show, her cheeks turned slightly red as she watched it.
Phil sat quietly and wondering why she was so mean to him? What should he do?
"Would you like to have some?" Ms Prittey asked all of the sudden.
"Yes, please!" Phil answered without a delay.
"I made the food and which would make it only fair if you also did some work, don't you agree?" Ms Prittey put her legs up on the sofa and pulled up her short skirt to reveal her panties. She took one of the meatballs and went under her underwear and pushed it deep into her vagina.
"If you want the meatball, you have to go and get it." Ms Prittey added.
Phil gulps, it felt scary. His stomach was reminding him again. He stands up, he had decided. He walks far up of her tighs. He touches carefully on the clothing covering the hole. They feel slightly moisture. He pulls them slowly aside to reveal her pussy.
Ms Prittey looks at TV once and in a while.
"Hurry up!" She stresses her son. She doesn't the TV show show to end before Phil gets into action.
Phil gulps once again. He feels like he is a living dildo to her. That very feeling is putting a wound into his soul. He hears her yelling at him and somehow it gives him courage and energi. His body starts to move on it's own and rushes himself inside. It was wet and tight, it felt like he didn't make any progress. Was he stuck? How much further? How deep in was the meatball?
Ms Prittey is making sounds which indicates she is enjoying herself. Once and in a while peeks on a sexy man on TV. Her fingers prepares another meatball in case Phil would find the first one too quickly.
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March 24, 2025
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