...er hand again. “I’m not putting you down yet, dear cousin.” She said in a
seductive voice. “Not until I’ve finished with you. And you’d better co-operate or I’ll tell
Grandpa about you peeking on my in the shower and using your aliens to pull pranks again.”
Ben fell silent. Grandpa didn’t like him using his alien forms for personal gain and pranks. If he
thought that Ben was peeking on Gwen in the shower he’d kill him. Gwen knew she’d won
against him. Her smile spread on her face and gently lowered him down. Grey Matter was six
inches tall, larger than any of her fingers and he would move, touching parts she would never
Ben’s already large eyes grew wider as he realised what she was doing. Her dripping pussy
drew closer. He could see the bulb of her clit. Using two fingers she spread her lips wide and he
caught sight of the delicate pink folds of her insides. Her scent, it was so delightful.
Gwen moaned softly, sliding Ben into her tight cunt. She closed her eyes and had to lean
against the wall to stop herself collapsing to the floor. He was spreading her so wide, his limbs
were moving, so small and yet so strong, feeling, rubbing grabbing and touching her in places
she never knew she could be touched. “oh God Ben. Oh Yes.” She gasped breathlessly. Her face
felt hot, she couldn’t tell what was water from the shower and what was sweat.
She squeezed her brea...