Ben pressed himself against Catherine and kissed the side of her mouth. Xxnx Both were no longer kissing. “There is a reason I’ve been so quiet tonight.” Bentley said. He alternated rubbing Catherine’s pussy and fucking Catherine with his finger. “What’s up star?” said Catherine amicably. Catherine wore a mid-riff shirt and her tummy was pale and fit. “I can see you weren’t ready for that,” said Bentley. Double-double right?” said Catherine. “Don’t get up star. This is so unprofessional.” Catherine flicked her tongue across Bentley’s earlobe. Catherine found Bentley’s pants zipper and began to pull the zipper down. Bentley often fantasized kissing and licking Catherine’s exquisite abs. This skirt rode high above the knee when Catherine sat down. He gently forced Catherine’s legs apart with his knee and looked down at her legs. Catherine lay on her back on the carpeting as Bentley lay next
