*Author's Note: Please remember, this is a 2-parter scene.
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When Tina questioned Ben about the familiar scent of his jizz, he stared at her with a bewildered expression.
'Oh-oh…' Although they hooked up a while ago in a fetish club, he thought he was as safe as a Nazi in Argentina now… After all, he was wearing a mask back then and his little brother had since evolved… Yet, it seemed not everything changed. Would his nutter-butter be the thread of his unraveling?
'No…' Ben smirked, because he knew there was a solution to every problem, and this was no dickferrent…
As he looked into her eyes, he answered her question. "Does it smell familiar? That makes sense. Women have told me it's the chicken of the semen."
…
Tina squinted. 'Does he think I'm Jessica Simpson?'
She was not Jessica Simpson. She had bigger tits than Jessica Simpson…
Regardless, Tina brushed it off as jizz being jizz…
At this moment though, despite her body still being hot, she looked around and realized they'd made a mess, and also what place they did that in. After standing up, she began picking up her clothes that she'd placed on the desk. "Paul might come back at any time. That's enough. You ca—"
Right as she was about to tell Ben to leave, a hand grabbed her neck from behind…and bent her over…onto Paul's desk…
Gasping, the sensation of the cold wood on her bare breasts shocked her, though not as much as Ben's boldness. Even so, she couldn't help opening her mouth and releasing a light moan. "Ahh…"
*Slap*
When Ben smacked her ass…her arms spread out, gripping on the edges of the desk… Then, when he released her neck and slid his hand down her smooth back, she got goosebumps…but stayed in place, accepting this position…
When his palm reached her ass…he squeezed both of those thick cheeks…before grabbed her inner thighs with both hands, and spreading them apart!
Now, Tina closed her eyes…
When she felt his fingers over her white panties, in her most sensitive area…she no longer wanted him to leave…
Ben's hands squeezed her thick mature butt over the black crotchless pantyhose, and then used his Donald Trump card—grabbing her by the pussy…
At the same time, as he positioned his mouth over her slit covered only by a thin piece of fabric, he also activated another ability: Wartortle Rain Dance. From then on, his tongue began dancing on her private area, applying pressure to her clit through the g-string…
"Mmm~" With her huge tits smooshed against the wooden desk, Tina held tight against the sides…her heart speeding up as the heat from her lower body increased…
Then, Ben took it up a notch. When her juices started soaking through the panties, he moved them to the side…and started to eat her out without interference… Moreover, he also incorporated one of his hands, bringing in the Wartortle Workforce…
It was the evolution of the Squirtle Squad…
"Ahh~" Tina's body squirmed above the desk…as her breathing grew heavy and her face showed disbelief. 'How is he so good at this at such a young age?' She found it hard to believe an 18-year-old could hit her spots with such perfection. Yet, clawing against the desk…she more than welcomed it. "Mmm, Paul never eats my pussy…"
Ben the comic response shark peeked his fin up above her cheeks for a moment. "More food for me…"
Then, he returned to diving in the deep ocean of Tina's slit…
"Ngg~" She couldn't take it for long… "If you keep doing that… Ann~ Then, I'm going to… Ha~ CUM!" Her lower back arched as she dug her juicy ass into Ben's face…
However, Ben already trained for this moment at the FBI's center at Quanticum…
Moving out of the way a little, he let her give Paul's room a fresh coat of paint…
*Squirt*
"Yehesss~" As Tina cried, her love-hole shot out a clear stream, covering the floor…and right after, her body went limp on the desk…
Breathing hard, she couldn't believe it. When was the last time she squirted like that? College? She couldn't even remember, but it felt amazing…
Her body still unsteady, she continued laying there, not noticing Ben was taking his pants off behind her. This was a ninja-style pants removal technique from Iwagakure, the village hidden in the cocks…
Yet, despite resting, when Tina felt Ben brush the tip of his dick against her pussy lips…she knew what that meant…
Twisting her head, she watched as he slapped her big ass cheeks with his cock…and she gazed into his eyes. Since they'd already gotten this far, they might as well go all the way. Plus, her body was aching for it…to get fucked hard and well…
She was already imagining it, as she wiggled her ass in front of him…and her eyes became hazy. "I want your big cock inside me…" Tina bit hard on her lower lip. She couldn't believe she said that to another man. Turning her head to look at her hand, she saw the golden wedding ring there, as a series of memories flashed in her mind.
She recalled everything she and Paul had been through, and although part of her wanted to cry, another part told her that she might as well let those tears come from a different hole…
So, as she stared at the ring, her eyes grew cold. "Fuck me… Fuck me on my husband's desk…" She'd made her d-cision…
"Your order's coming right up, mam!"
"Huh?" Yet, before Tina could cancel her order due to the waiter's terrible joke…she gasped! Because Ben's thick rod penetrated her!
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*Author's Note: There are no more bonus chapters for the next two days, but I'll extend the chap length by 50% so you won't be missing out much. Please remember to vote daily for more double chapters next week since there are none left in the bank.
