I think if they were white I’d be able to see your cockhead right now.”
“Probably,” I replied. I continued stroking myself, squeezing tighter, my other hand caressing my balls. I’ve thought so much about them and have always dreamed of seeing them.”
She reached behind her while continuing to look me in the eyes. I started stroking even faster, at full speed now, and I wasn’t going to slow down until I’d come. I got hard, of course, and was about to do something about it when I had an idea: why not text Amy, see how she’d felt the rest of the day, and maybe have some sexting fun? I cupped them and pulled them up also, showing her the start of the skin between my balls and my asshole.
