Just as my g-spot was beginning to throb with the urgency of an oncoming orgasm, he took his fingers brought them up to my c**t, where he furiously started rubbing my little button. This sent me into a frenzy; I bit my arm and buried my face into the dirt, in utter, blind bliss. I bit my lip and fought the urge to cry out. I wanted to sob and laugh at the same time – with joy, with arousal, with guilt, with everything.
Seeing me once again close to coming, Ben removed his fingers and pried my legs apart in the dirt, wedging his knees between my thighs to spread me wide. He guided his c**k to the opening between my legs, and rubbed the tip around in my p***y juice for a moment.
Then, with his eyes locked on mine and a short “Ungh!” he pushed the tip of his d**k directly through my hole an
