Ben takes his time

"Hey, girls," said Ben, peering down at the two cowering girls, squatting side by side in the middle of Sideshow Alley with the grass tickling their bare feet and the carnival lanterns illuminating their luscious bare naked bodies. "Stand up."

"What?" snapped Susie, outraged. "I don't have to do that."

Ben tapped the side of his glasses. "I think you do," he said. "I'm beginning to get the hang of these."

And so, red-faced and furious, the pair of lovely young ladies were **** to rise to their feet, their arms falling with incredible **** away from their nubile forms as they stood in the middle of a rapidly growing crowd, exposed from top to toe. Ben let his eyes rove over their bodies, grinning from ear to ear as he drank in the spectacularly beautiful sight before him.

He saw Susie's smallish breasts, her pert moon-pale bottom and the deliciously neat triangle of well-groomed dark hair between her legs, framing what was probably the prettiest pussy in the world. He saw her bite her lip and squirm, her cute little toes curling in the grass as she wriggled in place, feeling the heat of his gaze as he scanned every last inch of her glorious nudity.

He even looked directly into her soul, exposing her most shameful and naughty little secrets, such as the fact that she had a gigantic crush on him, and the fact that she secretly wanted to kiss Bonnie. She felt him look, and knew that he knew, but there was nothing she could do to stop him.

Then, he turned his gaze on Bonnie. He saw her surprisingly large breasts, her strawberry-pink nipples, the sprinkling of freckles across her shoulders, her plump bottom, the unkempt ginger curls between her legs and the gleam of secret moisture between her nether lips. He took his time, all inhibitions swept aside by carnival magic, feeling his soul brim with confidence as he ogled both girls to his heart's content.

And their enormous discomfort, of course. It wouldn't be any good otherwise.