Ben Talking Tom Novels & Stories

"Let's go." Tom pulled back and waved at me enthusiastically. "Bye, Caleb! See you next time!" "Bye, Tom," I managed past the lump in my throat. Bella took his hand and started to lead him away, but Tom suddenly pulled free and ran back to me. "Wait! I forgot to tell you something!" He cupped his hands around his mouth like he was sharing a secret, but his whisper was loud enough for everyone to hear. "You have sad eyes like Mommy sometimes. Maybe you should be friends so you can be happy together!"

Tom said, panting, worn out from the exercise. "You took forever to cum," Kelly gasped. "You fucked my pussy and my ass raw. I've never been fucked like that." "What are we going to do about it?" Tom asked, slowly starting to withdraw his cock from her ass. "Maybe I'll bring one of my girlfriends with me," Kelly suggested. "Maybe two of us can wear you out." "And who would that be?" Tom asked, his interest peaked. "Oh, I couldn't tell you that," Kelly said, laughing as she realized she was thinking of Becky. "And you'd probably have to be blindfolded. I'm sure she'd be too shy to let you know who she is. She's not like me, I guess."

It made me blush. “Well, Tay, that’s jordan. I think it’s safe to say he’s not going to be joining us on this tour, so come on. I’ll show you the datacenter.” Tom looked torn. “I’m going to go for a workout and catch up with the people while ben shows you around. Is that set?” I could feel his hesitation to leave me. I looked at ben. “I’ll be fine,” I buttured Tom. I kissed him, knowing it would calm his wolf.

Becks smiles and says nothing. Tom isn’t staying the night. As he puts his clothes back on, he rambles on about shit I couldn’t care less about. He leaves a few minutes later and I’m all too happy to see him go. Becks returns to her bedroom and exhales a frustrated breath. She takes her tiny robe off and gets back in bed. Excitement courses through my veins when I realize what she’s about to do. Tom didn’t get to make her cum, so she’s gonna do it herself.

“With what? Told you we will talk.” “Not that and don’t bullshit me bitch. What’s up with the guy at Trust?” “He is a guy I know from somewhere.” “Doesn’t feel like so. Have you two banged?” “Tomboy got smashed?” Tim grins propping his elbows on the counter. “Just shut up Tim. This is a girl’s talk.” “Frankie shouldn’t be counted as a girl. She is a tomboy. Where is your cap by the way? Must admit you look good this way. You have great hair.”