At the same time, I felt Ben's hands pressing on my hip, gently but firmly. I didn't resist, I let him lead me down. Maybe by chance, or maybe because in that moment we were perfectly in sync, but for whatever reason Ben and I were perfectly aligned. My sopping wet pussy was hovering directly over Ben's hard cock. As he slowly started to guide me down, I felt the domed tip of Ben's cock press against my wet lips. I sucked in a harsh breath and arched my back. My chest thrust into my brother's face, pushing him deeper into my breasts.

But Ben didn't stop. He kept pressing...