Ben 10 Porn

He took it and carried it out to the cars. Though it was still early in the morning, it was already warm. It promised to be a hot summer day. He dunked the sponge in the bucket and was about to start with the hood, but she stopped him. “We should start at the top,” she told him. “Otherwise the hood will just get dirty again. ”
She was right, of course. Gwen always planned ahead and worked efficiently. He made short work of washing the roof of his car and watched with amusement as she stood on her tip-toes and struggled to reach a spot on the roof of hers. Her body pressed against the side of the car, and he idly wished it were him she was pressed up against. Gwen grimaced. Her calves and shoulders ached from straining to reach the top of the car. There was one stubborn splotch right in the center, just out of her reach. She wasn’t quite tall enough. But Ben was. He was considerably taller than her and had been for some time. He could have easily reached the top of the roof without having to strain at all, and yet he was just standing there with his arms crossed, watching her with a little smirk on his face. She glowered at him, but he made no move to help her. Why isn’t he helping me? she thought indignantly. He was supposed to be her boyfriend. Couldn’t he be chivalrous for once? …to be continued!