enough pity to take his panties off and clean him up. With their mouth and cock if he's been good, or a dry napkin or his own soaked panties for being a brat. The napkin is always so rough against his sensitive pussy, and whichever of his boys is never kind in wiping,

too much to allow for any friction and staining through his underwear to his pants, his skirt, the couch, the leather seat of the car and the plastic of venue waiting room chairs. He's so embarrassed about it too, but just sits there blushing and squirming in his wet clothes until someone feels

It makes it easier to see when he is wet too, and Channie gets wet so, so easily, slick instantly pooling in his panties when one of them kisses him a little too long and a little too hard, thighs rubbing together giving him no respite as his slick just smears all over his crotch,