Ben at that outburst just stared at Gwen, eyes wide mouth opened with his jaw touching his chest. All Ben really heard was I want to fuck you, after which he just zoned out and started to crack a fat.
Close your mouth or the flies will use it to crap in. Gwen leaned across the table and flicked Ben’s jaw so it closed his mouth. Ewww!!— now I’m covered in you slobber why are you drooling so much?
Ben shook his head and sort of recovered. Enough to mutter to Gwen. You don’t know how much I wanted to hear what you just said. I never wanted to fuck you Mom every friday. It happened. Your Mom is a real slut who just likes to fuck little boys. I was that little boy. Every time I was fucking your Mom just before I’d cum in your Mom’s mouth or asshole or cunt I would think of the feeling I got when she jammed it up you cunt and the pressure of the head ripping your cherry. How I lusted for the real of your cunt pressing around my cock as it was forced in and out of your tight little cunt. The only time I didn’t think of it was when you Mom fucked her tits and stuck her tongue down the hole of my cock to make me cum. That was just like when I watched my dick being shoved up you cunt though. By this time Ben had recover enough to be talking normally. His cock though was starting to lift the leg of his pants and Ben automatically started to rub the end of his cock head against his leg just above his knee. Continue reading