... her butt off with a good few slaps. Of course Ben enjoyed the sight, watching the young red head dust herself off as he privately remembered what she looked like naked and smirked, gnawing on the skull a little more fervently to try and distract himself.
Although it didn’t work very well as Gwen turned around and brushed her rear off a little more. She’d wore tight pants that day, pants that should’ve shown off her budding curves. Of course she hadn’t realized till that moment that she’d done that on purpose. She smirked a little and stopped practically molesting her own rear for Ben’s viewing pleasure and strolled over toward a small fountain, a little ways from an over grown park.
Ben licked his fingers and popped the last remnants of his candy skull into his mouth, and though he didn’t actually realize it, he followed Gwen as she walked over to the fountain and sat down on its edge. She dipped her fingers into its surprisingly clean water before whipping her wet hands off on the front of her shirt. She looked at the water and bit her lip, sort of hoping that Ben wouldn’t leave her entire alone. This might’ve been one of those rare moments when they might get alone time, and she really hoped they would get to use it to its fullest.
Although currently Ben wasn...