"Aww... honey," Donna said as she came over. "You're so damn cute when you're angry. I guess I maybe I better get John to take care my miniature best friend, or maybe I need to plop your adorable rump up here and do it myself?" she asked, patting the counter beside her. "I could snack on your grumpy little pussy."

Jessie could feel herself losing the fight to smile and felt the urge to fling herself into Donna's arms, but she hadn't given up yet and steeled her resolve once again. Despite this, her pussy continued its rebellion and was growing squishier by the moment.

"God you're so fucking sexy,"...