...ock shrunk itâ€™s blockage of Gwenâ€™s cunt failed and her juices mixed with his spunk started to flow in a stream past his cock and her pussy lips.
As the excitement wained Ben became aware of another presence. Looking up he saw a red-orange shirt just before the sweat dripped into his eyes cousin him to raise his hands to wipe it out of his eyes. Grandpa! was all Ben could say. Automatically he withdrew till his back was against the window pulling his cock from Gwenâ€™s cunt, as the head of his cock pulled out it made a sloppy sounding plop noise and a slap when it hit the table. So covered with cum Gwen had no chance of hanging onto his cock. His cock slipped throughout her fingers and as they did, grandpa, registered in her mind. She had been so intent on cumming she hadnâ€™t noticed Max either. She had to stop being on focussed on one thing. She opened her half closed eyeâ€™s and looked into Maxâ€™s . Who had a smile on his face, not just on his mouth but his whole face to be smiling. Gwen just suddenly felt embarrassed. Not because she had been caught fucking her cousin for anyone for that matter. Or having her grandfather looking down on her half naked body, that being her lower half, with cum flowing onto the table. Rather because she let herself be caught.
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