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Still dripping with c.u.m, Annabelle got up off her knees, and walked over to a blank canvas she put up on a stand earlier. Then, she started painting something with her fingers, using the s.e.m.e.n
Ben wasnt sure what to make of it So, he chose not to think about it, letting his rock hard little brother do the thinking. He was the teams strategist after all
Satisfied to be the duos muscle, Ben stared at Annabelles juicy ass peeking out the back of her white skirt as she bent over to paint
It was as good a bullseye as any
Since he received the start signal, Ben took his clothes off, rose from the sofa, and walked over to her. When he reached her, his hand began rubbing her meaty asscheeks as she worked, appreciating their bounciness and smooth texture
He didnt know what she was working on, but he knew what his next project would be: "Im going to f.u.c.k her"
"Did you say something?" She turned around.
"Ohnothing!"
Ben realized he used the wrong quotations
As he continued to fondle her booty, Annabelle soon found it too distracting. "Wait! I need to finish my painting!"
Despite what she said, Ben wouldnt fall for it. She was disengaging as they approached s.e.x, but he was aware that this was only a shit test. Women had the inherent instinct to slow things down, to control the process, but Ben wouldnt allow her to control him.
No one could control him! He was a p.u.s.s.y-powered perpetual boner machine!
Ben sang a tune in his mind. My weiner once had strings, but now its free… There are no strings on my D!
He was the f.u.c.keteer!
They were in the middle of her apartment, giving her home-field advantage, but the upper hand was his…the one caressing her ass…
Ben glanced down at his double-hard little brother…and he knew this wasnt a fair fight, because it was two brains versus one
Receiving double the supply of ideas, he discovered the perfect response to Annabelles objection. "You cant finish. You dont have enough paint"
It was a logistical attack! Cutting off the enemys supply lines! Forcing them to retreat!
Annabelles brain starved as she considered his words…
"Hmmm" It was true she ate a lot of the rations
Considering her prior complaint solved, Ben hugged her from behind and squeeze her large melons. Thats when he caught sight of the painting she was making. It was splooge-face Al Gore
Ben grimaced at the sight. If Al knew this would happen, he wouldve let the world melt
I cant let this absurdity continue Ben decided to intervene, not wanting to let his children become the fossil fuels of Al Gores jizzmmortality
As Annabelle continued to paint, Ben slid his fingers down along her sidesfeeling her sleek skin…
Grabbing two handfuls of her juicy hills, he moved one hand down between her legs, until it made direct contact with her private plain
"Umm~" Annabelle twitched forward as Ben began massaging her p.u.s.s.y
He rubbed her clit until he could hear her breathing Then, slipping her panties to the side, he gazed at her luscious lips in front of him
As he continued rubbing with one hand, he used the other to spread them apartlooking at her tiny tight hole
His member throbbed in reaction to her musky scent…as a sudden pang of hunger struck his tongue…
Licking his lips, Ben moved his head forward, until he sampled the delicacy…
"Annh~" Annabelle was holding the sides of the canvas stand now, using it to balance herself as Bens tongue explored her most secret place Without thinking, she spread her legs further, wanting moreneeding more
He obliged
Ben traced her perfect p.u.s.s.y with his tonguetapping and teasing her clit Then, when she became even wetter, licking right on it
"Mnn~" Annebelles hands tightened their grip, the skin on the back of her hands turning red.
Soon, Ben went from licking her clit to sucking itlapping it up
[Targets current arousal level: (+1)l.u.s.tful]
Annabelles legs were unsteady as her pleasure center overloaded
When her juices flowed downBen knew she was ready
He stood up, bringing his c.o.c.k to the edge of her slitrubbing it against her lips as he held her ass with one hand
Feeling that stiff monster against her p.u.s.s.y, Annabelles face turned pale. "Wait! Ben! ImIm a v.i.r.g.i.n!" She turned and looked at him, with great hesitation on her face
Although she liked Ben very much, more than any other guy shed ever been with, this was a tremendous step for any woman
It was a good thing for Ben that he possessed prior experience with Nasa…having stepped on the moon…
So this step wouldnt phase him. It was only an obstaclea shit testone he needed to clear.
His mind raced to find the solutionand soon, he generated a potent idea. She seems like shes seen Black Mirror With an astute and confident expression, Ben assuaged her worries. "Its okay, it doesnt matter. Were in virtual reality right now."
Annabelle giggled, unsure if he was kidding. Yet, with her rich imagination, she couldnt reject the possibility
Ben learned when studying motivational speaking that the secret to effective fibbing was to fib big(90%) or fib little(10%). This time, his line checked both boxes; It was a huge claim but he made it with unrelenting confidence, and also, maybe, it was true?
…
Even Ben second-guessed himself. Maybe we are in virtual reality right now
In any case, his statement relieved Annabelles tension, and she agreed to move forward. "Okay" She now succ.u.mbed, after having sucked c.u.m…
However, she remembered another important thing. "Justdont c.u.m in meokay?"
Ben nodded with a face that said, Me? How would I dare?
Meanwhile, Annabelle didnt see the hand on her ass with its fingers crossed
With all contingencies covered, he took off her panties… Then, he gripped the side of her round ass under her skirt…his d.i.c.k moving up and down on the entrance of her love-cave…searching for the opening When he felt the way forward, Ben began to ease it in
Watching this stunning blonde with a perfect body in front of him, he felt her wet insides on the tip of his manhood, and couldnt believe it… Am I really going to take the v.i.r.g.i.nity of this beauty?
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Still dripping with c.u.m, Annabelle got up off her knees, and walked over to a blank canvas she put up on a stand earlier. Then, she started painting something with her fingers, using the s.e.m.e.n
Ben wasnt sure what to make of it So, he chose not to think about it, letting his rock hard little brother do the thinking. He was the teams strategist after all
Satisfied to be the duos muscle, Ben stared at Annabelles juicy ass peeking out the back of her white skirt as she bent over to paint
It was as good a bullseye as any
Since he received the start signal, Ben took his clothes off, rose from the sofa, and walked over to her. When he reached her, his hand began rubbing her meaty asscheeks as she worked, appreciating their bounciness and smooth texture
He didnt know what she was working on, but he knew what his next project would be: "Im going to f.u.c.k her"
"Did you say something?" She turned around.
"Ohnothing!"
Ben realized he used the wrong quotations
As he continued to fondle her booty, Annabelle soon found it too distracting. "Wait! I need to finish my painting!"
Despite what she said, Ben wouldnt fall for it. She was disengaging as they approached s.e.x, but he was aware that this was only a shit test. Women had the inherent instinct to slow things down, to control the process, but Ben wouldnt allow her to control him.
No one could control him! He was a p.u.s.s.y-powered perpetual boner machine!
Ben sang a tune in his mind. My weiner once had strings, but now its free… There are no strings on my D!
He was the f.u.c.keteer!
They were in the middle of her apartment, giving her home-field advantage, but the upper hand was his…the one caressing her ass…
Ben glanced down at his double-hard little brother…and he knew this wasnt a fair fight, because it was two brains versus one
Receiving double the supply of ideas, he discovered the perfect response to Annabelles objection. "You cant finish. You dont have enough paint"
It was a logistical attack! Cutting off the enemys supply lines! Forcing them to retreat!
Annabelles brain starved as she considered his words…
"Hmmm" It was true she ate a lot of the rations
Considering her prior complaint solved, Ben hugged her from behind and squeeze her large melons. Thats when he caught sight of the painting she was making. It was splooge-face Al Gore
Ben grimaced at the sight. If Al knew this would happen, he wouldve let the world melt
I cant let this absurdity continue Ben decided to intervene, not wanting to let his children become the fossil fuels of Al Gores jizzmmortality
As Annabelle continued to paint, Ben slid his fingers down along her sidesfeeling her sleek skin…
Grabbing two handfuls of her juicy hills, he moved one hand down between her legs, until it made direct contact with her private plain
"Umm~" Annabelle twitched forward as Ben began massaging her p.u.s.s.y
He rubbed her clit until he could hear her breathing Then, slipping her panties to the side, he gazed at her luscious lips in front of him
As he continued rubbing with one hand, he used the other to spread them apartlooking at her tiny tight hole
His member throbbed in reaction to her musky scent…as a sudden pang of hunger struck his tongue…
Licking his lips, Ben moved his head forward, until he sampled the delicacy…
"Annh~" Annabelle was holding the sides of the canvas stand now, using it to balance herself as Bens tongue explored her most secret place Without thinking, she spread her legs further, wanting moreneeding more
He obliged
Ben traced her perfect p.u.s.s.y with his tonguetapping and teasing her clit Then, when she became even wetter, licking right on it
"Mnn~" Annebelles hands tightened their grip, the skin on the back of her hands turning red.
Soon, Ben went from licking her clit to sucking itlapping it up
[Targets current arousal level: (+1)l.u.s.tful]
Annabelles legs were unsteady as her pleasure center overloaded
When her juices flowed downBen knew she was ready
He stood up, bringing his c.o.c.k to the edge of her slitrubbing it against her lips as he held her ass with one hand
Feeling that stiff monster against her p.u.s.s.y, Annabelles face turned pale. "Wait! Ben! ImIm a v.i.r.g.i.n!" She turned and looked at him, with great hesitation on her face
Although she liked Ben very much, more than any other guy shed ever been with, this was a tremendous step for any woman
It was a good thing for Ben that he possessed prior experience with Nasa…having stepped on the moon…
So this step wouldnt phase him. It was only an obstaclea shit testone he needed to clear.
His mind raced to find the solutionand soon, he generated a potent idea. She seems like shes seen Black Mirror With an astute and confident expression, Ben assuaged her worries. "Its okay, it doesnt matter. Were in virtual reality right now."
Annabelle giggled, unsure if he was kidding. Yet, with her rich imagination, she couldnt reject the possibility
Ben learned when studying motivational speaking that the secret to effective fibbing was to fib big(90%) or fib little(10%). This time, his line checked both boxes; It was a huge claim but he made it with unrelenting confidence, and also, maybe, it was true?
…
Even Ben second-guessed himself. Maybe we are in virtual reality right now
In any case, his statement relieved Annabelles tension, and she agreed to move forward. "Okay" She now succ.u.mbed, after having sucked c.u.m…
However, she remembered another important thing. "Justdont c.u.m in meokay?"
Ben nodded with a face that said, Me? How would I dare?
Meanwhile, Annabelle didnt see the hand on her ass with its fingers crossed
With all contingencies covered, he took off her panties… Then, he gripped the side of her round ass under her skirt…his d.i.c.k moving up and down on the entrance of her love-cave…searching for the opening When he felt the way forward, Ben began to ease it in
Watching this stunning blonde with a perfect body in front of him, he felt her wet insides on the tip of his manhood, and couldnt believe it… Am I really going to take the v.i.r.g.i.nity of this beauty?
Still dripping with c.u.m, Annabelle got up off her knees, and walked over to a blank canvas she put up on a stand earlier. Then, she started painting something with her fingers, using the s.e.m.e.nBen wasnt sure what to make of it So, he chose not to think about it, letting his rock hard little brother do the thinking. He was the teams strategist after all Satisfied to be the duos muscle, Ben stared at Annabelles juicy ass peeking out the back of her white skirt as she bent over to paint It was as good a bullseye as any Since he received the start signal, Ben took his clothes off, rose from the sofa, and walked over to her. When he reached her, his hand began rubbing her meaty asscheeks as she worked, appreciating their bounciness and smooth texture He didnt know what she was working on, but he knew what his next project would be: "Im going to f.u.c.k her" "Did you say something?" She turned around."Ohnothing!" Ben realized he used the wrong quotationsAs he continued to fondle her booty, Annabelle soon found it too distracting. "Wait! I need to finish my painting!" Despite what she said, Ben wouldnt fall for it. She was disengaging as they approached s.e.x, but he was aware that this was only a shit test. Women had the inherent instinct to slow things down, to control the process, but Ben wouldnt allow her to control him. No one could control him! He was a p.u.s.s.y-powered perpetual boner machine! Ben sang a tune in his mind. My weiner once had strings, but now its free There are no strings on my D! He was the f.u.c.keteer!They were in the middle of her apartment, giving her home-field advantage, but the upper hand was histhe one caressing her ass Ben glanced down at his double-hard little brotherand he knew this wasnt a fair fight, because it was two brains versus one Receiving double the supply of ideas, he discovered the perfect response to Annabelles objection. "You cant finish. You dont have enough paint"It was a logistical attack! Cutting off the enemys supply lines! Forcing them to retreat! Annabelles brain starved as she considered his words "Hmmm" It was true she ate a lot of the rations Considering her prior complaint solved, Ben hugged her from behind and squeeze her large melons. Thats when he caught sight of the painting she was making. It was splooge-face Al GoreBen grimaced at the sight. If Al knew this would happen, he wouldve let the world meltI cant let this absurdity continue Ben decided to intervene, not wanting to let his children become the fossil fuels of Al Gores jizzmmortality As Annabelle continued to paint, Ben slid his fingers down along her sidesfeeling her sleek skin Grabbing two handfuls of her juicy hills, he moved one hand down between her legs, until it made direct contact with her private plain "Umm~" Annabelle twitched forward as Ben began massaging her p.u.s.s.y He rubbed her clit until he could hear her breathing Then, slipping her panties to the side, he gazed at her luscious lips in front of him As he continued rubbing with one hand, he used the other to spread them apartlooking at her tiny tight hole His member throbbed in reaction to her musky scentas a sudden pang of hunger struck his tongue Licking his lips, Ben moved his head forward, until he sampled the delicacy "Annh~" Annabelle was holding the sides of the canvas stand now, using it to balance herself as Bens tongue explored her most secret place Without thinking, she spread her legs further, wanting moreneeding more He obliged Ben traced her perfect p.u.s.s.y with his tonguetapping and teasing her clit Then, when she became even wetter, licking right on it "Mnn~" Annebelles hands tightened their grip, the skin on the back of her hands turning red. Soon, Ben went from licking her clit to sucking itlapping it up Targets current arousal level: +1l.u.s.tful Annabelles legs were unsteady as her pleasure center overloaded When her juices flowed downBen knew she was ready He stood up, bringing his c.o.c.k to the edge of her slitrubbing it against her lips as he held her ass with one hand Feeling that stiff monster against her p.u.s.s.y, Annabelles face turned pale. "Wait! Ben! ImIm a v.i.r.g.i.n!" She turned and looked at him, with great hesitation on her face Although she liked Ben very much, more than any other guy shed ever been with, this was a tremendous step for any woman It was a good thing for Ben that he possessed prior experience with Nasahaving stepped on the moon So this step wouldnt phase him. It was only an obstaclea shit testone he needed to clear. His mind raced to find the solutionand soon, he generated a potent idea. She seems like shes seen Black Mirror With an astute and confident expression, Ben assuaged her worries. "Its okay, it doesnt matter. Were in virtual reality right now."Annabelle giggled, unsure if he was kidding. Yet, with her rich imagination, she couldnt reject the possibility Ben learned when studying motivational speaking that the secret to effective fibbing was to fib big90% or fib little10%. This time, his line checked both boxes; It was a huge claim but he made it with unrelenting confidence, and also, maybe, it was true? Even Ben second-guessed himself. Maybe we are in virtual reality right now In any case, his statement relieved Annabelles tension, and she agreed to move forward. "Okay" She now succ.u.mbed, after having sucked c.u.m However, she remembered another important thing. "Justdont c.u.m in meokay?" Ben nodded with a face that said, Me? How would I dare? Meanwhile, Annabelle didnt see the hand on her ass with its fingers crossed With all contingencies covered, he took off her panties Then, he gripped the side of her round ass under her skirthis d.i.c.k moving up and down on the entrance of her love-cavesearching for the opening When he felt the way forward, Ben began to ease it in Watching this stunning blonde with a perfect body in front of him, he felt her wet insides on the tip of his manhood, and couldnt believe it Am I really going to take the v.i.r.g.i.nity of this beauty?
