...d her breasts in her hands pinching her hard nipples between her fingers She
moaned deeply. Lightning bolts of ecstasy shot up through her body. “Ahh…Ben. God yes, just
like that.” Ben was squirming hard, twisting and turning through her insides and sending wave
after wave of pleasure crashing through her. Gwen rubbing hard on her nipples.
She palmed her breasts and gave them a hard squeeze; she bit her lower lip and groaned. She
moved her hands in a circular motion massaging them hard. She wished it was Ben doing it for
her. She squeezed her thighs together, Ben couldn’t escape from her now. There was nowhere
for him to go but deeper inside. The heat that was spreading from her core to her hips to her
waist was driving her wild. With each wave of orgasmic pleasure she squealed loudly, not caring
if anyone could hear her through the walls of the hotel.
“Ahhh…Fuck.” Her legs gave way and she slid to the floor of the shower. She arched her back a
little as she writhed around. Her hips thrust at the air, working with Ben’s movements, feeling
the power of his twists and turns driving her orgasm towards her like a juggernaut. She pinched
her nipples so hard she broke the skin and drops of blood leaked out. But it felt so good.
It was just the thought that it was Ben doing this to her that seemed to magnify the power of
her growing ecstasy. “Oh w...