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My name is Penny. I am 25 yr old, 1.68m tall, C-Cup with a nice full butt.
After catching Ben masturbating to my panties in the laundry that day, I started to look at him in a different manner. The four of us were the best of friends – I was the wife of his best friend as well as the best friend of his wife. That relationship in itself would make things very complicated, but that’s not stopping the feeling that was slowly building up inside me. I was actually aroused by the thought of Ben wanking off to my panties.
Tonight was the same.
Throughout the night, I could feel Ben trying to sneak a peek between my legs every now and then. He was trying to make it not obvious, a quick glance here and there when he thought I wasn’t looking. I was doing it on purpose as that feeling of him trying to peep between my legs, was sending a weird sensation throughout my body. I couldn’t help it but to open my legs subtlety for him, yet being mindful that my husband and his wife were just beside us.
That moment when our eyes met and locked onto each other, we knew that each other was aware of what we were doing. That mere thought of him knowing that I knew and still kept looking between my legs, sent a tinge to my 25-yr old pussy.
I was getting wet.
Again and again, I could not help but to open my legs for him to admire the beautiful view inside.
After we got back to our room and Ron started snoring immediately when he plunged onto the bed, I was still very excited. I could hear Ben washing the dishes outside. I had an impulse to run out of the room and let him take me on the spot. But I didn’t dare to risk our relations. I was sure he won’t dare to as well.
That’s when I decided, albeit on impulse, on my next best course of action.
I put the pair of yellow panties that I had been wearing the whole night into the laundry basket and covered it with some random clothing on top.
When I opened my door and saw Ben at the kitchen sink, my heart was pounding so hard that I could feel it in my throat.
I walked calmly to the washing machine. All the while, I could feel Ben’s eyes on me. His eyes seemed to be piercing through my thin silk lingerie onto my black underwear. I could feel myself getting wet again. I knew I won’t resist if he decided to take me there and then on the spot.
Fortunately and unfortunately, nothing happened and I went back to my room.
I could hear the locking sound of a room at the ground floor. The only room that could be locked on the ground floor was the common toilet. Both our master bedrooms came with ensuite bathroom so with Ben using the common toilet, that could only mean one thing.
Almost 15 minutes went by before I could make out the faint walking sound and Ben closing the door to their bedroom. I gave it another 10 minutes before I was absolutely sure that the coast was clear.
I opened our door in the gentlest manner and crept silently to the kitchen.
That sheer anticipation was making me wet again. I could feel my juice dripping from my pussy. I put my hand over it and gave it a quick rub. That sent a shiver throughout my body.
There it was. Everything was placed back carefully in its original position.
The only difference was that, my yellow panties was covered with his cum. I had never seen so much cum before. Could it be that he had cum more than once into my panties?
I touched his fresh cum. It was still warm to the touch. I brought my fingers to my mouth and licked it. The second time, I brought the whole panties up and licked it directly. I could not believe that I would be tasting Ben’s cum.
With the panties in my hand, I went to the same place that Ben was just inside 15 minutes ago and doing the same thing that he was doing to my panties.
I sat down on the covered toilet bowl and slid off my black panties. Spreading my legs wide open, I used my left thumb and index finger to spread apart my pussy lips. With my cum-drenched panties in my right hand, I slide the panties over and into my pussy, with the area with the most cum deposit going straight into the innermost depth of my vagina.
A moan escaped from my mouth. I imagined it was Ben’s dick that was penetrating me now. My aroused pussy was leaking vagina juices, making a whole mess with Ben’s cum on my panties. I used my right middle finger to push the panties all the way into my vagina and let it stayed inside, enjoying the sensation of Ben’s sperm swimming among my juices.
Just the middle finger was not enough. Three fingers were now sliding in and out, mimicking the fucking motion of Ben’s dick going in and out. In and out. In and out.
I closed my eyes, imagining that it was Ben plunging his thick shaft into my innermost depths. I tried to stifle my moans.
I let out a loud uncontrollable moan. My pussy walls clamped hard onto my fingers, still wrapped in my panties.
It had been a while since I had such an intense orgasm.
Author’s Note:
I am trying out a new writing style by using multiple first person’s narratives. Let me know if this style is good or bad.
If u guys like it, I will continue trying it out.
If you guys find that confusing, I will stop the new style and continue with the normal style of using the main lead’s first person narratives.
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Hi bro, welcome back. Well keep a look out for your post, but I must ask, will you be able to complete your story of “the invitation “?
Was greatly pleased to c u writing again, but your last unfinished story still haunt me for an ending😅. Thanks!
Ok bro, I try my best. Need to get the rust off. After I finish with this, I will try to finish up for The Invitation.
My name is Ben. I had a favourite masseur Selina, 23 yr old, 1.65 tall, B+/C- cup, hair dyed blonde.
This had become somewhat of an unspoken secret between the two of us.
Every 3 or 4 days, I would find a laundry basket left beside the washing machine. And it would always be at night. It almost felt like she was scared of putting the laundry out during the day when there were only the two of us at home. In case we could not control ourselves and did something we would regret.
Every single time, I would find a pair of her used panties there, tucked nicely just below the covers of the top laundry. Sometimes, as a bonus, I would find a pair of matching bra together with the panties.
Every single time, I would unload my pent-up supply into her panties and bra and put them back as they were, with my cum load glistening in them.
This ritual made me look at Penny differently. She had become my number 1 fantasy target for wanking off. I was sure she was enjoying this as much as I did, but somehow, neither of us had the courage to take a further step.
I could not recall how much of my sperm army were spent inside her panties.
I knew it was edging closer and closer. I was getting a bit immune to the panties and bra. I needed to feel some skin. But I did not dare to take any further step.
I needed to look for the next best alternative. Selina.
Selina was a PRC masseur that worked at T Spa. She was 23 yr-old, around 1.65 tall, with a sexy curvy hourglass figure. At least a good B+ or C- pair of boobs. She had long wavy hair that was dyed blonde.
Yes you were right. She looked very alike to Penny, a close 70% resemblance and she was pretty in her own right. She was my favourite masseur, for obvious reasons.
In the past, I used to look for Selina for massage, especially after office hours when I had spent a bit of time at work with Penny. It was like a convenient immediate release of the pent-up pressure from facing Penny too much at work.
I almost forgot about her as all spas were closed during the circuit breaker and I was going through that rough patch of our business failing.
But now, with the ongoing with Penny, and the recent opening up of the spa again, I needed to look for Selina. And fast.
The only bad thing about T Spa was, they only offered HJ at most for the happy ending. And Selina had married a local Singaporean guy in order to become a PR or citizen. According to her, as a foreigner, she would get 30% split of the money from the spa. As a local PR, she would get 50%. Since there was this guy who was willing to accept her work and marry her, she jumped at the opportunity.
Other than that, Selina was really a looker and ang pai at T Spa. I was super keen to do her for two reasons. One, she was considered very pretty. Two, she looked so much like Penny. They would look like two sisters if you put them together, though I would still take Penny over her any day, but that’s beside the point.
I had tried to groom Selina to go all the way, and I knew she was willing to do so. Just that we could not find an opportunity to do so. It was too risky to do it at the spa itself. The spa would actually catch the girls and fine them for providing extra services, so the most we could go was just a HJ with some 3G roaming. I tried to get her to meet me outside hotel to do it but her overzealous husband was always checking on her whereabouts, sending her to work and fetching her from work.
I won’t want to risk too much with her husband as well. He was a burly built Ah Beng, with tattoo all over his two arms. Looked to be in his mid-20s, always holding onto a helmet leaning against his gigantic bike, waiting outside the spa for Selina. I bumped into him a few times after I finished the late night session with Selina. Every time I walked out of the spa door, I could feel his eyes piercing into me and following me.
Now I had to find Selina again. Time to wechat her.
Me: “Hey how are you?”
Selina: “I am good. I thought you forgot about me.”
Me: “How can I forget about you? You know you are my fav right?”
Selina: “Ya ya. Everyone is your fav when you talk to them lah”
Me: “Still at T Spa? I go look for you”
Selina: “T Spa closed down. Cant survive during covid.”
Me: “Oh no, that means I cant find you anymore?”
Selina: “I am at new place now. But it’s a very exclusive club. And expensive too”
Me: “How so?”
Selina: “Not the usual spa outside. Only caters to members. To join, you must pay an annual membership of $1,998. As a member, you get to enjoy spa facilities such as Jacuzzi pool, sauna, rest area with massage chair and TV, buffet meals etc. Of course there is the usual massage too. But you have to pay extra for the massage, ranging from $198 to $388 each time.”
Me: “Wow that’s very expensive. And why got such high difference in prices?"
Given my current situation, it pained me to have to spend so much for a HJ, even if the girl was Selina.
Selina: “It’s worth it. All the masseur here are locals."
Me: “Haha you PR also considered local ah? But that still does not justify the fees what.”
Selina: “It’s confirmed worth it. You don’t need to pay extra for tips. It’s all included in the package price.”
Me: “Of course you would say that lah. But even if you include the tips, it still seemed expensive. $388. Do what? 2 hours massage?"
Selina: “Full course”
That got my attention.
My name is Ben. My first visit to the new spa.
I followed the address that Selina had texted me. The address looked very familiar.
“Boss, this is the place.”
The cab stopped in front of a three-storey standalone building at one end of the open space carpark. The carpark was huge, on this end was the building I dropped off at. On the far end, I could make out the back of a tall building, almost 20 storeys high. The exterior of the two buildings looked similar and they shared the same huge carpark, so I guessed they might belong to the same management. On the both sides of the carpark, trees and bushes surrounded the whole area, all the way to the back of the building that I was at. That made this place totally exclusive and hidden from sight. If not for the address provided by Selina, I would never have known about this place. It almost felt like a hidden paradise.
I was standing in front of at the main entrance of a grand looking building with nice marbled wall tiles, black-tinted glass gracing the entrance doors. There wasn’t any signboard nor anything that indicate what place this was. There was a door man wearing uniform with white gloves standing at the door, looking ready to open the door for me if I took a step further. He looked like those hotel bellboy.
I took a further step and the door man greeted me and opened the door.
“Welcome sir”
A large chandelier lights hung at the middle of the lobby, with a reception counter blocking the inner half of the building from sight. It was a very posh place with Victorian-styled design, golden trimmings, atas-looking furnishings, well-dressed receptionists in blazer uniforms. The receptionists were all very professional and good-looking.
Recept: “Good afternoon sir. Welcome to the Club. Are you a member?”
Me: “My first time here.”
Recept: “Are you a hotel guest or local?”
Me: “I am a local.”
Recept: “Sure, my name is April. Let me explain to you how this place operates”
April went on to explain about the membership and facilities and so on and so forth, which I had roughly understood from the exchanges with Selina. So my mind wasn’t really focusing on what she was saying, but wandering off, admiring the pretty girl in front of me. She looked so cute, should be in her 20s. With her faint makeup and tied up hair in a bun, she looked like a Japanese doll. Porcelain white complexion with a small round face that could fit into my palm. She had two dimples at each side of her rosy cheeks and her slightly pouty lips added on to her kawaii looks. Wow she was a real beauty. Unfortunately she was a receptionist. If not, I would surely pick her to be my masseur. At least, after I had done Selina.
After her explanation, I signed myself up. It was not a small sum of money in my situation but our financials were getting better than before as Chloe and Penny were quite well-paid apparently. So I could still afford this bit of luxury. I simply could not give up this opportunity to fuck Selina. All this while, I had only been getting HJ from her; My dream was to really fuck her one day. Of course, be it HJ, or roaming her body, or even now going the full course with her, while the body doing the deed was Selina, my mind would be switching between her and Penny. I guessed that was my ultimate fantasy.
April: “Ben, would you like to enjoy the facilities first or go straight to the massage?”
Me: “Massage please.”
April: “Is there anyone that you know or shall I allocate for you?”
Me: “Selina.”
April: “Oh sorry, we don’t go by names for our masseurs here. Everyone is identified by their tag no.”
Oh ya, in my excitement, I forgot about that. Selina had already briefed me on that.
Me: “Oh sorry. I want B13498. Package C”
The standard massage was only 60 min. Just plain good legit massage. For the packages, it would add another 30 min to the standard massage, with 3 different actions: A, B, C. Obviously I was here for Package C.
April: “Sure. There is actually a promotion now for four-hand massage. You can just top up another $50 for that. However do note that the four-hand is only applicable for the standard 60 min. You can then choose whom you would like to continue for the remaining 30 minutes for your Package C.”
Hmmm that sounded attractive but in my mind, I was already decided on what I was here for. That was, to finally fulfill my dream of going all the way with Selina. Suddenly, the image of Selina’s husband with his tattooed arms in his biker jacket and helmet flashed across in my mind. That piercing stare of his whenever I walked out of the spa. Today I was going to penetrate your wife fully, once and for all. That evil thought brought a grin to my face.
“I will stick to just Package C.” I paid $388 and followed April’s lead in.
My name is Ben. Best ever sensual massage.
I was now sitting on the massage table, waiting for Selina. It had been a good 6 months since I last saw her. I was indeed missing her gentle touches on my body.
The room was considered large, about triple the size of the usual squeezy ones that we were used to. Other than the massage table, there was a two single seater sofas at one side of the wall. Beside it was a standing mirror. In the corner, incense oil was burning on a small table. It was a nice cosy environment for some intimacy.
Within a couple of minutes, there was a gentle knock on the door.
A familiar face appeared behind the sliding door. Selina looked as beautiful as she had always been. I had missed her so dearly.
We were like two little kids that had not met each other for a long time. I had wanted to rush up to her to give her a good hug, but instead, we just smiled sheepishly at each other shyly. Maybe it was the anticipation of what was about to come later that made the both of us so shy. Well we had known each other for quite some time but we had never progressed anything beyond the standard HJ. Today that was going to change. I must admit that I was feeling butterflies in my stomach.
“Lie down” That was the gentle command that Selina gave.
I immediately laid face down on the table.
Me: “Selina, I missed you so much.”
Selina: “Ha like real”
I said that in a very gentle and sheepish tone, but it came from the bottom of my heart. Although Selina was my mental substitute for Penny, I won’t believe anyone would not fall in love with this beautiful girl as she was.
Selina took a towel and covered my back. I could feel her dimming the lights, turning on the music and calling the reception counter using the intercom phone beside the door. “Room 12, starting now.”
A pair of hands started kneading my shoulders. That touch was so familiar. I felt my shoulder muscles immediately loosening.
Selina: “Eh you sure you don’t want to take up the promotion? This is a special trial by the company due to the slow business because of covid. We would be getting extra bonus from the company to do that. Can support me?”
Me: “Huh? You sure you won’t get jealous for another pair of hands to touch me?”
I felt a gentle slap on my back and a chuckle from her.
Selina: “How? Please. I will recommend you a super pretty masseur for you. Everyone says we look like sisters you know. I am sure she is your type too.”
That sounded interesting. And when your favourite masseur made such a request to you, I didn’t presume anyone would be able to reject that.
Selina used the intercom again “Room 12. Four-hand promo. B13520”
Within a few minutes, I heard someone coming into the room. The girls were whispering to each other but I could not hear anything because of the music.
I suddenly realized that I could not catch up with Selina as that would be weird with one stranger in the room. Anyway I guessed that could wait; I should just enjoy the four hand massage for now. It was the first time I had tried this so I should just make the full use of it.
My towel was pulled off. A pair of oily hands started massaging my shoulders. The touch was firm and soothing. I could recognize that as Selina’s. The other pair of hands started from my lower back. The hands felt smooth and gentle. They were not as experienced as Selina’s but felt soft to the skin. Quite a refreshing feel. After a while, each pair of hands took each side of my back and kneading away at my tired back muscles. Their actions were so synchronized and uniform.
Having four hands at the same time was much better than I had expected. It almost felt like both pair of hands were trying their best not to be beaten by the other, so they were putting in extra effort to make sure they were doing a good job.
I felt myself relaxing. All the tension in my muscle tissues was going away. I came here for the action, but it would always be better after a good nice massage. I was really enjoying this. I was slowly drifting away to sleep.
I wasn’t sure how long I was drifting off in my sleep but I was coming back from my comatose when they finished my back. The towel was pulled up to cover my back now, with my butt and legs being exposed. They tore the sides and bottom of my dispensable shorts and rolled them up to my upper butt area. I could feel the cool air on my exposed butt and legs.
Each pair of hands started kneading on my two butt cheeks, pushing to the centre and pulling them back away. I was starting to feel some sensation building up at my groin area. Both hands felt so good on my butt.
That’s when the real action started now. The hands moved lower down along my butt crack and to my inner thighs and slid nicely along the V shape of my groin at the front. I always liked this feeling as it would always send sensations of heat to my groin area. I could feel my bulge slowly forming with every inserts of their hands to my groin area.
Then they moved on to the back of my legs. Each leg was served by a pair of hands. While Selina’s one was firm and soothing, but somehow it felt too familiar. The new pair of hands felt a bit more exciting, probably because men always go for something newer and fresher.
Suddenly, the touches changed. Running their hands up my inner thighs, the touches were gentler, almost a caress. It stopped feeling like a massage now. It had become more of a tease.
Each hand went a little deeper along my inner thighs, in a slow caressing manner. When they moved further in front along the V of my groin, the back of their hands touched my balls. That was the best tease in a massage.
My cock was in full attention now. Their hands were cupping and rubbing my balls softly now. I was hoping they would just reach further in and grab my cock, but each time, they would just stop at the base of my shaft. At one particular motion, each of their hands formed a C shape at each side of the bottom of my shaft to form circle around my cock and applied a slight pressure. That sent blood gushing to my cock and I let out a moan uncontrollably. That felt too good, too arousing.
Selina gave out a little giggle and slapped my butt for that. And the other girl also let out a gentle giggle but I could tell she was trying to muffle it.
They continued to attack my groin area and I was trying to lift my butt as high as possible to grant them more access. This was when I felt a grip on my shaft. It was the same method that they employed at the base of the shaft but now they moved slightly up and were giving my shaft a gentle tugging motion.
Oh my god. This felt too good. I felt like cumming in this position as it felt so heavenly. Having two hands from two girls doing a HDLY, that feeling was out of the world. But if I were to cum at this point in time, it would be a disaster. I didn’t want to embarrass myself by cumming before the real action. More importantly, I was here today to empty my load into Selina’s pussy, not onto the massage table.
It almost felt like they could read my mind. The tugging stopped.
Selina murmured softly into my ears, “You can turn over now”
I felt so relieved that they had managed to stop in time. I took a deep breath and started to turn over.
Selina was holding the towel on my side to protect my modesty. My cock was standing upright rock hard now.
The other girl was back facing me, reorganizing the oil bottles and extra towels, preparing for the frontal massage. The lights were dimmed so you could not see the person clearly unless she was right beside you. I was squinting my eyes to try to make out who that was, but could not really see. But I could tell that she had a very nice figure as well, comparable to Selina. No, might be even better.
Selina was now preparing a hot towel to cover my face. I knew some places do that for customers, putting a facial towel during the front massage.
Just before she covered my face, I caught a glimpse of the face of the other girl when she turned around at that split second.
My already rock hard cock almost burst out. I had never felt so hard before in my life.
The two girls started their front massage. The belly area. The front thighs and legs.
Now they were pushing the blood around my groin area to my shaft.
Suddenly I felt one hand on my shaft. I could not make out whether that belonged to Selina or the other girl. But whoever it was, it felt too good. The hand gave my cock a few tugs.
The movement was very experienced. Just when the tension built up was almost to the max, the tugging stopped and just held it there. And it was replaced by the other person’s hand, which the tugging would happened again, and just before the climax, it would stop. And repeat.
Was this the legendary edging? I had heard of this term before but frankly, I had never experienced anything of such before. I felt like I could explode any minute now.
I felt like I was holding a volcano at my groin, ready to erupt anytime. Almost too much.
“Ok that’s the end of the first part. We will now proceed to the second part.” Selina whispered softly into my ears.
With that, my face towel was removed. Selina was getting ready by my side to continue with part two.
The other girl had finished packing up and she turned around to bid goodbye, with her head bowed and politely backing off without looking up at me. This was the Japanese way of service as it was deemed impolite to look at your master right in the eyes and walked away back-facing showing your butt to the person.
“Sorry hold on. I can choose who to stay for part 2 right?”
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My name is Penny. Dreams can come true, so do nightmares.
I was shocked when I saw who the customer was. It was Ben!
My whole body froze at that instance. I didn’t know how to react and what to expect at this moment. I felt like fainting on the spot.
I turned my head to look at Selina for help. It was Selina who got me in and she had made clear that this was her old customer coming back for her so I was not required for part 2.
But I could see that Selina was as surprised as me.
Selina: “Ben, you…….” She was cut by Ben before she could finish her sentence.
Ben: “I am very very sorry Selina. I will make up to you some other day. But for now, I need to fuck your friend here.”
My mind was in a daze when I heard the word “fuck” that Ben used.
Selina nodded awkwardly at Ben and gave me a consenting smile, “Just go with the customer’s request then”
Time stood still in the room after Selina left.
I stood rooted to where I was. I didn’t dare to move a single inch. I froze. I could not open my mouth. My mind was in a mess.
How could I explain why I was here?
How could I get out of this situation?
What on earth was Ben trying to do? He was my husband’s best friend and my best friend’s husband. Yes we had some flirting going on and we knew we were attracted to each other sexually, even masturbating to each other’s underwear “openly”. But this was totally different. I could not and had not ever imagined taking our relationship beyond that. That was already my limit.
Ben broke the silence in the room, “Penny, what are you doing here?”
I was still too shocked to answer.
“Does Ron know?”
“No, he doesn’t and cannot know, please.”
I looked down onto the floor and kept silent. I closed my eyes and I felt tears dwelling in my eyes.
Suddenly I felt two strong hands on my shoulder and I was pulled forward
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I was bending over and clutching the arms of the sofa, holding on with all my strength as the large cock of my husband’s best friend slammed repeatedly into me. Ben had been pumping me in this doggie position for the past 15 minutes.
Staring at myself in the mirror, I could see Ben staring into the mirror as well, looking at my face through the reflection, concentrating to fuck the life out of me. I groaned and moaned uncontrollably, unable to hold back as his thick shaft was fucking my hot tight pussy like I was some slut. It was primitive lust, there was no holding back. Ben was unleashing all his suppressed emotions all at once.
Lewd moans from two persons in the heat of passion filled the room. I was wondering if others outside could hear. I would be so ashamed to face Selina if she heard me moaning so wantonly in the room with her customer. I had tried to muffle myself from moaning and stopped myself from enjoying all this but my body was not obeying my mind.
Even in the heat of lust, I couldn’t help but to feel guilty towards Ron and Chloe. How on earth did I get myself into this situation? Yes I had a thing for Ben, but I loved Ron with all my heart. But now, I was being stuffed with his best friend’s cock. And that felt good. The monster cock was making me feel so good. I could feel it coming. And my body started to twitch uncontrollably and relentlessly. My legs gave way and I grasped onto the sofa to support myself from falling down. The cock was dislodged from my hole as I squatted down, trying to recover myself from my orgasm.
I was held up from my squat and supported to rest on the sofa. I thought Ben was going to give me a rest but no. Ben’s raging cock confronted my face but I was reluctant to do so.
I didn’t have much of a choice though. Ben shoved his cock roughly into my mouth and his two strong hands held my head. I looked up at him and saw his intense stare at me. That was pure animalistic lust. He began to use his hands to bob my head up and down his shaft. He fucked my mouth like it was some treasure hole.
It was too thick in my mouth and I had difficulty breathing. I wanted to take it out and have a breather but Ben was having none of that. He had no regard for me as a human being. I was only a tool for him now to release his sexual craze. I could feel his shaft hitting the back of my throat as he continued to use my mouth for his own pleasure.
“Fuck Penny, you cocksucker. You must have wanted to suck this cock of mine for a long time right? I know you purposely left your panties for me to play, you cock teaser. Now I am going to give you the cock all you want.”
I was feeling used, abused and betrayed by this man in front of me. I used to carry a touch for him as he was such a gentleman. I used to envy Chloe for having such a good husband. Now her lovely husband was shoving his cock into her best friend’s mouth and treating her best friend like a slut.
“You like working at such places right? How many cocks do you suck a day? How many cocks were shoved into your pussy every day?”
I could feel tears in my eyes again. I closed my eyes trying not to see the scene in front of me anymore.
The thick shaft in my mouth suddenly expanded and cum suddenly exploded out from the end, hitting the back of my throat. I was gagged by this sudden action and I could not do anything but to swallow the thick cum down my throat as my head was held firmly in place. Load after load shot into my mouth and down my throat. I opened my eyes to look at Ben pleadingly but he continued to pump his load into my little mouth.
“Swallow them. I know you love them. I am sure you had tasted this before from the load I left in your panties.”
Just as unexpected, Ben pulled out his cock and started spraying his cum onto my face. The cum fell over my face, my nose, my eyes, my hair. I could not believe how much cum Ben was pumping out.
It was at this moment that the intercom had a soothing ringtone coming out. It was the signal that time’s up. My 30 minutes of ordeal was finally coming to an end.
“After fantasizing about you for so long Penny, I will never have enough of you.”
This 30-minute was coming to an end. But when would my ordeal really end?
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