Chapter 267: I am Jacks raging erection R-18 (2/2)
Seeing she was gaining awareness, Ben nodded. ”What you're feeling is premature enlightenment, and possibly, pre-cum…”
As he continued pile-driving on top of her, Camila gasped. 'He is!'
Ben shook his head in disappointment. ”This is the greatest moment of your life! And you're off in a Krispy Kreme somewhere, missing it…”
*Slap* *Slap*
Camila couldn't take it anymore. ”You're…you're re-enacting the chemical burn scene from Fight Club!”
…
Ben smiled from ear to ear…
”Ahnn~” He was really giving it to her good. Yet, she wouldn't admit it! Not only that a man was pleasuring her, but that while doing it, he managed to parody an entire scene from Fight Club!
…
However, Ben didn't need her to admit it. He only needed her body…and as he continued railing it, whether Camila admitted it or not, the stimulation was too much for her!
”Mmmnn, Fuckkk~” She was having an orgasm again!
…
A short while later, with Camila still twitching below him, Ben smiled as he looked down at her. ”Congratulations, you're one step closer to me hitting your bottom.”
...
”Huh?” Camila didn't understand this pun, but she soon would.
Finished resting, although Ben enjoyed looking at her beautiful face and breasts, he wanted to see her thick Latina booty. So, he pulled out of her and flipped her over onto her stomach. There, as Camila laid flat on her belly, he climbed on top of her, realigning his manhood with her hole…and putting it back in!
”Haa~” She raised her head and cried, before glancing over her shoulder at Ben, who posted his arms near her face, and began pounding into her from the top! Bouncing himself off her thick ass!
From this position, Ben dove even deeper inside her love-cave…savoring the bounce of her booty cushioning the end of his thrusts.
*Slap* *Slap*
Like that, he stretched her out. However, even though this was wonderful, after a while, something else caught his sight—her cute little butthole…peeking out of that ripped area of clothing…
Smirking, Ben knew it was time to hit her bottom... 'Yea. If she didn't learn her lesson last time, she won't this time, not unless I take it to the next level.'
All of a sudden, he stopped thrusting and pulled out of her, leaning upright as he grabbed her delicious asscheeks and kneaded them...while at the same time, spreading them apart.
Camila turned to look at him. ”What are you doing?”
Ben sneered. ”Regarding how I'm going to punish you, I'll need to analyze it…”
She squinted for a few seconds wondering what he meant, but when she saw spit drop from his mouth…soon landing on her asshole…her eyes bulged. ”You're not…”
It took her long enough, but she got the pun…and was about to get the fun...
However, as a proper rapid-fire jokester, Ben already forgot about the joke. ”I'm not what?” Instead, his face turned icy as he looked at her.
Seeing his expression, her objection got stuck in her throat.
”Do you believe I won't send what I have on you to the dean tomorrow?”
With that threat, Camila gritted her teeth but kept quiet.
Ben snorted. ”Don't forget, this is all your doing. From the beginning, you've been the one creating these problems. If you didn't break in here tonight, I would've let you go.”
Camila's face turned pale at that declaration. 'No…did I create this mess for myself for no reason?'
”Now though, I can see you're going to cause problems if I don't have an eye on you. So with that in mind, today, we'll start with your brown-eye…”
'FUCK!!!' Camila cursed in her head, wishing she'd never met this villain. However, this was only one more thing on top of the pile of humiliation she already had to endure. She believed it couldn't be so bad. So, as she buried her face in the sheets, she sighed. ”Just do it, then.”
Ben was already in the process. Having lubed up her tight butthole, he lined the tip of his dick with it, and slowly entered.