Princess Of The Insurgents - Chapter 59 Its Just A Finger.

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In the backseat of the car, Ben’s a little uncomfortable. His job is usually to protect older businessmen or politicians, but he has never before had to ensure the safety of a young girl just past the age of majority.

If that was all his job, he could cope with it without too much difficulty, but this girl is not only beautiful, she is also a little strange.

As soon as they got back in the car, she threw off her shoes and slightly pulled up her already very short skirt, so as to supposedly be more comfortable.
for visiting.

Always very professional, Ben tried not to look in the direction of the Miss, who smiles at him and massages her delicate thighs crossed over each other. Yet as professional as he is, he’s only a man and his determination was shattered when Jane dropped one of the straps from her short T-shirt, exposing a shoulder and the top of a breast, which instantly made Ben got a hard-on at his limit.

“My shoulders are really sore, Ben. Be a good boy and massage them me.”

Ben’s blatant struggle with his senses encourages Jane to tease him even more. As she laughs inside, she commands the separation between the front and back of the car, then presents her back to the bodyguard who runs the sleeve of his suit over his forehead to wipe his sweat.

Why is he asking himself so many questions? It’s his job to meet the needs of the person he’s protecting. As an honest and conscientious bodyguard, Ben puts both hands on the beautiful girl with the widening smile.

Ben’s hands are big. So huge that they cover the entire frail shoulders of her young client, who is enjoying her massage by arching slightly backwards.

“Is this nice, Miss Ryan?”

Jane nods her head. She appreciates the dexterity of the fat teddy bear, however, that is not the point of the maneuver.

“Extremely pleasant, Ben, but my pains are not confined to my shoulders. You see, the bed I slept in last night was extremely uncomfortable and hard. Usually I like the hard things, but this time it wasn’t the case, because when I woke up I had a terrible pain in my breasts. Therefore, as with my shoulders, it would be most welcome of you to relieve this stabbing pain of which I am the victim.”

Those words that just came out of the beautiful girl’s mouth and seeing the Miss took off her shirt incite Ben to stop his massage.

Ben is behind Jane. He’s also taller. This position allows him to revel in the sight of the girl’s delicate back as she turns her head to watch his reaction.

Ben is a dedicated professional. When has he ever failed an assignment? Can his former employers complain about his services? Certainly not, and he’s not about to give up on his work ethic!

Yet, no matter how dedicated he is to his job, Ben forgets that Jane asked him for a massage. Her big hands caress her young client’s small shoulders. They move slowly down her spine.

As a savvy explorer, Ben, who can no longer resist the urge to explore the unknown hills, grasps the base of Jane’s small breasts.

His hands are very large, so he uses only three of his fingers to let them slide down to Jane’s nipples.

He uses a little force to knead the little pink peaks that roll between his fingers. Ben realizes that Jane is very sensitive about this area. Having located a strategic point, he gently squeezes her nipples and pulls them forward.

That is slightly painful when he stretches her breasts, making them look twice as long. Jane also suffers a little as she feels the two huge hands crushing her breasts, but despite the pain, the pleasure she derives from it far outweighs these small inconveniences.

Jane knows that she is a perfect beginner when it comes to male/female relationships. She sometimes has fun seducing men by waving her little buttocks in front of their eyes, but apart from that, her experience is not worth talking about.

The girl who unconsciously rubs her thighs against each other, no longer wants to wait to become a woman and turns to her new bodyguard who lowers his head to suck her right breast.

The hand of Ben, who has forgotten his role as a professional, slides between Jane’s thighs, which she spreads wider to allow her access to her vagina.

The pretty girl straddling him feels a hand hurriedly spreading her panties apart. Her hips are already restless and carried away by this moment she has waited so long for, she puts her lips on the lips of the man who a few hours ago was still a stranger.

“Ah, it hurts.”

Ben’s a little surprised. He’s only inserted his middle finger into the vagina of beauty, which is also extremely moist, so why is it so painful for her? As he goes back and forth a few more times in this hot little pussy, he realizes that this place is abnormally narrow.

“Miss Ryan, it’s just a finger. If it’s already hurting you, it’s certain that when my big cock penetrates you, it’s going to be very painful for you. Miss Ryan, are you still a virgin?”

How could he know she’s never had sex with a man before? Jane looks right into Ben’s eyes. No, to admit it would be too humiliating.

She’s provoked him. she played the role of a woman who is the exact opposite of who she is, so telling him her secret would be extremely embarrassing.

“Of course not. I’ve had so much experience in this business, I doubt any other girl could compare to me. For your information, the Red Bones are made up of 600 virile men and I, Jane Ryan, have tested all of them at least 100 times in the past 3 years, so don’t worry, I can easily accommodate your sex inside me.”