...cks. She performed the action slowly to increase Ben's arousal. She could tell by the drool it was working.
She moved her hands over her tits again and down to her stomach, then up to the breasts again. She began to rub and fondle her own tits as Ben watched on, his hard on straining through his pirate pants. Smirking sexily, Gwen then grabbed the front of the top and gripped it hard. Then… Ripp! She tore open the top of her costume, revealing two very appealing and totally uncovered young breasts.
Ben felt like his head would explode when he beheld Gwen's upper body in all its supple glory. "Dear God, Gwen…" he gasped. "How bi… I mean… uh?"
Gwen smiled at his lust filled confusion. "I'd say they must be at least C cups. I wouldn't really know. I hardly ever wear a bra."
She shouldn't have said that, Ben thought. "May I… Touch them?"
Gwen leaned forward, offering them to his willing grasp, "You may," she said. "You, and only you."
Ben cupped the mounds of flesh in his hands and began squeezing. Gwen moaned slightly to let Ben know he was doing a good job. He then began to pinch her very hard nipples, earning an even bigger moan.
"Suck them Ben," She said. "Suck my tits."
Ben complied. He kissed around her left breast then licked the tip....