Ben looked to see Shelly biting her lip.

"How--" He cleared his throat. "How should we proceed?"

"You can sit on the edge or just let yourself float, and I'll support you. It might be nice to begin with a kiss," Shelly said, her voice trembling slightly as she moved forward between Ben's legs. She brought her face to Ben's, and he caressed the soft pillows of her plump lips with his mouth. Her large fake breasts pressed against the slabs of muscle on his chest.

She moaned faintly as her lips tried to capture his.

Ben stroked her lower lip with the tip of his tongue as he slid...