Ben felt my p***y getting wetter as he managed to move aside my panties and begin rubbing my c**t. Another moan from me let him know he was in the right spot. We continued kissing, and I began to move up and down a little more, moaning each time. Ben’s fingers were dripping with my c*m before he stopped briefly to taste my p***y on his fingers while we kissed again.
I stood up with my back towards Ben, and bent over while removing my panties, giving him a show he would remember. My wet p***y was dripping down my legs, waiting to be licked clean from Ben’s tongue. I began to sit back down on Ben’s lap before he stood up and had me bend over one of the stumps, legs spread showing my wet lips. Standing from behind, he fingered my c**t some more before crouching and licking the drips on my le
