The keening sound of protest Rey lets out when Ben leaves her body may have made her embarrassed, were she in any condition to feel shame. She had been so close and now her cunt clenches down greedily around nothing, aching once more to be filled.
He moves away from her and she watches the muscles shift under his skin as he settles back against the sofa. His gentle command makes something inside of her clench, clit throbbing as she drags herself up onto her knees.
Ben’s cock stands up away from his body, flushed and thick and shining from the slick her body made to make room for him. There is the slightest curve to it, so that he presses up against that spot in her body that only he can reach. Perhaps they really were made for each other, crafted to fit each other like puzzle pieces slotting into place.
Her gaze is hungry when she straddles his lap, but he did leave her there on the precipice of climax, trembling and crying out like a needy little thing, and he must answer for that. Instead of sinking down onto his cock, she settles herself on his lap and slides forward until his shaft can sit nestled between her slick folds. Rey looks down to watch, placing her palm against the base of his cock to hold it there as she rocks her hips, seeking friction while he’s kept so close to where he wants to be. The head of his cock is flushed a dark red, foreskin pulled tight around it as pearly slick beads at the tip. Rey’s whole body clenches with desire at the sight of it, mouth watering as her cunt pulses with need, right up against his thick cock.
This is what he has reduced her to, and she can’t seem to find any reason to complain.
His shaft drags against her swollen clit and she moans, low and breathy, as she watches Ben watch her. He has always looked at her like she mattered, always, but the way that he’s looking at her now makes her feel invincible. She bites her lip and lets her head fall back, putting her breasts near his face as she continues to rock against him with breathy moans, teasing them both.
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He moves away from her and she watches the muscles shift under his skin as he settles back against the sofa. His gentle command makes something inside of her clench, clit throbbing as she drags herself up onto her knees.
Ben’s cock stands up away from his body, flushed and thick and shining from the slick her body made to make room for him. There is the slightest curve to it, so that he presses up against that spot in her body that only he can reach. Perhaps they really were made for each other, crafted to fit each other like puzzle pieces slotting into place.
Her gaze is hungry when she straddles his lap, but he did leave her there on the precipice of climax, trembling and crying out like a needy little thing, and he must answer for that. Instead of sinking down onto his cock, she settles herself on his lap and slides forward until his shaft can sit nestled between her slick folds. Rey looks down to watch, placing her palm against the base of his cock to hold it there as she rocks her hips, seeking friction while he’s kept so close to where he wants to be. The head of his cock is flushed a dark red, foreskin pulled tight around it as pearly slick beads at the tip. Rey’s whole body clenches with desire at the sight of it, mouth watering as her cunt pulses with need, right up against his thick cock.
This is what he has reduced her to, and she can’t seem to find any reason to complain.
His shaft drags against her swollen clit and she moans, low and breathy, as she watches Ben watch her. He has always looked at her like she mattered, always, but the way that he’s looking at her now makes her feel invincible. She bites her lip and lets her head fall back, putting her breasts near his face as she continues to rock against him with breathy moans, teasing them both.