... as he stopped rubbing himself against her, moving a pair of hands to her hips as he left his larger two tucked behind his head.
Gwen just sort of sat there for a moment, her eyes darting back and forth as she tried to think. She batted off his hands so she could try and re-position herself. He moved them off her like she’d slapped him or something, just sort of letting them lay on his thighs as he watched the small little red head attempt to mount his alien man shaft.
She stood up off him and blinked for s second before she tentatively grabbed one of the penises, holding it between bother her hands she paled and blushed and felt a little dizzy all at once. What if it hurt her in a big way, what if Grandpa found out, or what if it stretched her out so much she couldn’t have good sex with normal sized males? She ran her fingers up and down the erect tip of the shaft and took a few slow deep breathes trying to steady herself.
Ben smirked a little twitching in her grip lightly. He was totally enjoying twice the man she could handle, and was willing to give her all the time she needed to marvel at his impressive genital size.
Gwen looked down at him weakly. “What if, I can’t fit you Ben? What if… I get too stretched out?” She sounded a little scared, but mostly because she was scaring herself.