It’s too late. I feel every piece of dirt and every callous as his other hand runs over the exposed balls, threatening them. xxx sex He pumps my penis one last time as he feels it pulse with the first squirt. “No,” he orders, pulling my penis towards him. He rolls my balls between his fingers, keeping them under pressure. I was with Gina and Gwen was with Ricardo but it had never really mattered. He curls his thumb and forefinger around the top of my sack, tugging my trapped balls down a little too hard. Then at Gwen and her large, swaying breasts. He spits on my manhood, using it as lube. I wince and look down at the large pink tip covered in spit, dirt, and pre-cum squeezed between his grimy fingers. His swing is stronger and I grunt as his fingertips again hit my most sensitive area. Surprised, I take a step forward so he can get a better grip. I never understood why he didn’t shave and I would never get why Gwen chose him over me. Dirt from the yard flakes off his hands as he covers the head with his palm. His nuts have finally warmed up and loosened up so I timidly cradle them. SLAP! I pinch the head of his penis now, fighting back the thoughts. His member is, at best, five inches erect.
