With a groan, Ben pushed himself to sit upright, crawling over her and making room for himself between her spread knees. He didn't touch her, his cock aching and his mouth practically watering as he watched her touch herself.
"What is it I'm begging for?" He asked, resting a broad hand against the inside of her thigh and massaging the trembling muscle firmly.
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"What is it I'm begging for?" He asked, resting a broad hand against the inside of her thigh and massaging the trembling muscle firmly.