My whole body tingles as Benny helps me put away my groceries. I'm painfully aware of how wet I am between my legs as we move around in my small kitchen. I had no idea I could get that turned on, nor did I know that I could c*m so hard I could forget my own name. I try and brush against him and touch him as much as I can without making it look like I'm doing it on purpose. He, on the other hand, looks to be giving me as much space as the kitchen will allow. I'm not sure why he's acting that way after what we did in my living room. I can tell by glancing down at his shorts he's still turned on, but his focus is on food. Maybe if we eat we can get back to making out and all the stuff we did before.
I turn around to grab my step stool to put something away, but Benny grabs the items and does
