Fondling
From Torg Adventure
"It was awfully nice of you to come over to rub my tits and ass. I never seem to get tired of it," she said. She pulled her tank top over her head, revealing her perky breasts. "Come on and get started, Ben. They're waiting for you." She smiled at him like he was doing her a favor.
Ben walked close to her and reached out for her marvelous globes. They were firm, yet yielding, and when he rubbed across her nipples, they started swelling.
"Mmm, that feels so good," she purred. When he shifted his grip and pinched her nipples while cupping her breast's smoothness, she moaned. "Hey, you better get my butt, too. You promised!" Then she unsnapped her shorts and dropped them to the floor. She was wearing a pair of pink bikini panties that only just covered her round cheeks. She turned around and wiggled her ass at him.
He was amazed with how far a little wish had gotten him. He cupped her tit from behind and ran his hand across her panty-clad ass.
"Oooh, squeeze it, Ben."
He gripped her cheek firmly and squeezed, while at the same time, squeezing her tit.
"Yes, that is great," she said, a little heat in her voice.
He put both hands on her breasts from behind and ground his engorged cock into her ass through his pants. Jennifer swayed her hips, rubbing her butt into him.
He slipped on hand down to her panties, looking for her mound, when she spun around and shouted, "What are you doing? Everything was going fine with you rubbing my tits and ass, but you had to ruin it!"
He looked at her with a shocked expression. Then he remembered that he had wished for Mrs. Rayburn to be okay with whatever happened, but he hadn't wished for Jennifer to be okay with everything, except fondling her breasts and rubbing her ass. He silently wished that she wanted to have sex with him. Jennifer’s expression immediately softened.
“What are you doing still dressed? How are you going to have sex with me wearing all those clothes?” she asked with a sly, lusty look in her eyes. She came close and pulled his t-shirt over his head. Ben unsnapped his jeans, while she ran her hands over his chest. He pushed his pants and boxers down to the floor and stepped out of them. He kicked his shoes off and yanked his socks off as well. He stood before her naked. Her hands rubbed his sides and ended up pulling on his rigid cock.
What happens next?
