Ben laid eyes on a legendary prize.

[Target's current attraction level: interested(+2 slut bonus)]

[Target's current comfort level: familiar(+2 slut bonus)]

'I've found a legendary slut.' Ben understood the feeling Christopher Columbus had when he discovered the Americas...

"Do you want to come with me?" Milf Black Widow put her fingertips inside the top of Ben's pants as she awaited his answer.

With a stern expression, he nodded. 'Show me the way messiah!'

She showed a suggestive smile. Then, leaving one hand holding the top of his pants, she turned and walked, pulling him after her. As electronic music resonated through their bodies, she led him through a path in the warehouse Ben hadn't seen before. They didn't travel far though. After a few turns, she stopped in a small hidden area. It was a secluded dim corner in a room with no one else around. She faced him.

Ben could smell her perfume, an elegant fragrance, unlike the scents girls his age wore. He asked, "Where is th—"

"Shut up worm!"

...

"You speak only when I tell you to!" she declared.

Ben's eyes twitched. 'Should I speak up for myself?' His pride as a man flared up. Then, his eyes flashed and his face became firm. 'Speaking is overrated...People got along fine with grunts for 200,000 years.'

His pride? Beaten and bruised by his thirstiness--the undefeated champ...

Seeing Ben followed her directions, the milf displayed a look of appreciation. "Good boy…You deserve a prize."

Ben almost started dog panting at the sound of that.

She smiled as she held the zipper at the base of her neck…and pulled it down...at a slow pace.

*Ziiiiiip*

Ben's mouth opened while he stared at her chest, as inch after inch of exposed smooth skin entered his sight. She watched him, pleased.

The zipper descended...all the way to her flat stomach. By that time, her massive cleavage lay exposed to Ben's starving eyes.

He fought to restrain a gasp. 'Those are at least E-cups!'

Noticing his eagerness, she smirked, she squeezed them together…until her open leather outfit could no longer contain them! They broke out and were bare for him to see!

Ben ogled those amazing breasts as his mouth became dry...Although she was older, and her tits were natural, they still held an amazing shape. Her red nipples looked like delicious cherries Ben imagined tasting in his mouth.

With her huge breasts hanging out only a foot from his face, she tilted her head, looked at him, and squeezed them with her hands so he could get an even better view of their elasticity. "Do you like them?"

Ben almost didn't hear her because those incredible tits sucked in his senses, almost like an illusion. He managed a very slow nod. "I like…" Gathering courage, he raised his hand and reached up to feel one.

"Don't touch me soyboy!" The milf yelled and knitted her brows.

His hand bolted back down. 'Oh, shit. Did I fuck up?' Ben froze, waiting on her response.

After a few seconds, she chuckled as her face returned to a teasing smirk. With one hand, she shoved Ben backward, making him bump against the nearby wall. She stepped forward. "I call the shots here." Interpreting his silence as acceptance, she added, "Good boy…You deserve another reward."

Then, with her dazzling breasts still exposed, she placed her palms onto Ben's chest, and...with one leg at a time...she kneeled down in front of him. "Hmm…." She stared forward at his groin, which exposed a full boner at this point. Her left hand squeezed her breast as the other brushed up and down over her lips. She was contemplating something.

Ben just stood there, frozen. 'What do I do? No...Don't fuck this up. Do nothing.' His plan was to play dead with a boner.

"Ok…" She smirked and looked up into Ben's eyes. Then, she reached forward with both hands to his crotch.

Ben's heartbeat sped up.

Grabbing the top of his pants, she undid the button there. Then, going lower, she found his zipper...and pulled it down.

*Zip*

Ben's cock popped out, bouncing only inches from her face...

The Dark Knight Rises...

With a playful smile, she moved her head around it...looking at each side, exploring...

Then, she nodded. "Not bad."

Ben's chin elevated on instinct. This was the pride of a man watching his son grow up and become an upstanding member of society...

'Even though I accomplished nothing, a dick compliment still feels good. That's why they call it Got-ham city...'

The milf leaned back and down so her firm butt rested on her legs.

Taking her eyes from Ben's cock, she brought them up to meet his gaze. Then, she held her tits with both hands...and bobbed them up and down. She spread a mischievous smile. "Say okay if you're ready to play…"

Ben's heart thumped, threatening to burst out of his chest. 'This is really going to happen…Incredible…I didn't even do anything. She made it all so easy. It's almost impossible for me to screw this up.'

"Hhhokayyyyyy!"

…

Ben stopped breathing. 'WHY DID IT COME OUT LIKE LIL JOHN?!?'