... she was doing pretty well. His large alien chest rose and fell under her. The feeling of simultaneously having an incredible small girl wrapped around your dick, while she sucked on the top of your other shaft was truly an indescribable experience.
Gwen smiled and closed her eyes, starting to go even harder and faster as her tongue kept rubbing and swirling around the tip and nerves. It wasn’t so bad, she was sure she’d heal eventually, and maybe she wouldn’t even need to worry about being stretched as her body seem rather content to strangle his dick off rather than be stretched by it.
Not that Ben seemed to mind much. He kept arching and unarching under her, panting roughly as he tried to push himself deeper into her. The fact that he was actually supporting her weight of course just meant that she bobbed up and down in his lap instead, but that didn’t quell the instinct.
Gwen felt secure enough or perhaps was simply too far pushed into the frenzy of sex, and released the shaft she held in her mouth. “Ben?” She panted, her breath never seeming to come but in short bursts. Though that didn’t stop her from taking his tip back into her mouth, after she spoke, she actually quite enjoyed the feeling of having him in her mouth.
“Yeah, Gwen?” He panted back at...