...wrapped her thighs around him, squeezing to let him know she wanted him, wanted him so bad, just to, just to…
“FUCK ME!” Gwen shouted.
Ben descended onto her grabbing her love handles and kissing her to cut off her exclamation.
“Be quieter or you’ll wake Kevin!” Ben whispered.
Gwen laughed. “He sleeps like a rock…”
Ben grinned. “Well, in that case…”
The two fucked in rhythm, Gwen wrapping her hands around Ben’s back and pulling him into her, her breasts pressing against his chest.
“AAAAH!” Gwen screamed a shrill cry, kissing Ben hard, forcefully, on the mouth.
Ben slipped his tongue inside her, and as they fucked themselves silly he had a flashback to when, as kids, she first asked him to fuck her.
“We’re stuck inside this hunk of metal until Grandpa gets back tomorrow,” she had said. “We’re hitting puberty. I’ve watched you admire my breasts, and sneak that peak of me in the shower naked.”
Ben had blushed, and she had pulled him close, looking at him lustfully. “And I SOOO want to have your cock in me… break my virginity, please Ben, I won’t disappoint you!”
And she hadn’t.
Not by a longshot.
Ben snapped back to the present, his mind reeling from the memory as Gwen, the teen hottie she had filled out to be, was orgasming on his er...