The hand on Bianca’s hip began to move. It went up to her flat belly, where it flicked and stroked for a few minutes before continuing its upward journey again. Bianca squirmed. Her breasts suddenly felt hot and painful. Her twins seemed to be excited for Ben’s hand to touch them, to play with them. They strained at her bra, and her nipples slowly rose to life. Oh, the ways at which her body responded to his gently erotic touch!
Ben’s hand went from Bianca’s belly to the underside of her breasts. This time Bianca writhed and squirmed. They were still kissing, and she moaned into his mouth, sending the signal she wanted him to touch her breasts right now. He got the hint, all right, but he made no move to do what she wanted. She moaned again, her hands in his hair becoming all tangled with one another. Still he made no move. She couldn’t take it any longer.
Bianca broke the kiss, gasping. “Ben,” she whispered urgently. “Please.”
This time Ben obliged. Planting his lips over Bianca’s again, his hand went up to Bianca’s medium-size breasts and settled there. He simply laid his huge hand on top of them, not doing anything. Bianca kept on moaning. A few minutes later, Ben’s hand began to move.
Bianca squirmed as Ben fondled her tits through her lacy bra. Then his fingers slid inside her bra and caressed the firm meat of her breast. His fingers found her perky, alert nipple, which he played and rubbed with using his thumb and forefinger. Shivers of pleasure shot out from all over her body. His touch felt so good. She shut her eyes as she felt something gush from between her legs. She was soaking wet now, and they haven’t even done anything spectacular yet!
She decided to return the favor by removing her hands from his hair and running them through his back instead. She raked her fingernails up and down Ben’s back. He apparently liked it because he moaned loudly and shook a little. She did the motion again, and the fingers on her tits moved faster, almost in a frenzy.
Bianca’s hands moved down to the waistband of Ben’s jeans. She undid his jeans in a few swift motions. In no time, his jeans were undone. She slid them down his hips, down his muscular thighs, up to his knees. By then, his lips had moved down her neck. She reached down and felt the huge hard bulge between his legs. He was very much awake and alert apparently. She gave his member a slight squeeze. His knees grew wobbly, and he almost collapsed on top of her.
“What are you doing?” Ben hissed, his skin shiny with sweat. He sucked on the space between her collarbones.
Bianca answered by pulling his boxers down to his knees, revealing the huge cock dangling between his knees. She felt more than saw the sheer hugeness and size of him. She wrapped a hand around his cock and began to move her hand up and down, up and down.
Ben undid the buttons on Bianca’s top then removed it from her body and threw it to the floor. While she gave him a spectacular hand job, he ran his tongue on the top of her breasts, enjoying the pillow-soft texture of her skin and the clean, fresh taste of her. He pulled her lacy bra down, and her breasts sprang free. Quickly he took one pink nub in his mouth and began to suck.
Bianca cried out again and again as Ben licked, sucked, and nibbled on her nipple. Something gushed between her legs again. Her panties grew more soaked and moister than ever. She raised her hips to his, never stopping her up-and-down motion on his dick, which had hardened and grown considerably larger ever since she began her hand job on him.
Ben stopped licking Bianca’s breasts and sat up straight. His hands found her jeans and began to move frantically, dealing with the buttons and zippers that stopped him from expBiancang Bianca fully and completely. He slid her jeans and her panties down her slim hips, finally revealing her slightly hairy pussy to him. He stared at her jewel for a moment before shifting down her legs and lowering his head into the very wet and soft-looking mound that was all for him to do whatever he wanted to it.
“Ben,” Bianca whimpered, and that was when his tongue finally found the soaking-wet crack. Bianca, her legs now free from Ben’s knees, raised her hips to his tongue, as if encouraging him to go on and keep up what he has been doing. As if urging him on to take I all, take as much of her pussy as he can. He was only too glad to oblige. He reached up and placed his hands on her breasts for some leverage while his mouth did things to her pussy.
Bianca was now practically insane with pleasure. She let some of the intense pleasure out by writhing and squirming on the couch and crying out loud. Her hand was still on his cock. She didn’t want to let go. His dick felt too good in her hand. She realized she wanted him inside her, and fast. And that was when his tongue slid in through her crack and flicked and explored the soft, wet space inside her. She cried out. In her ecstasy, she removed her hand from Ben’s cock and wound both her hands on his hair again. She pushed his head down, burying his mouth and tongue on her pussy. Ben’s hands were digging into her breasts, adding to her intensifying pleasure.