“Want to go another round?” he asked before his eyes dropped down to my growing cock. “Or maybe you want to play a different game?” He dragged his gaze back up to mine, that smirk shifting, turning more and more suggestive. I grabbed my balls and shot him a wink. “Yeah, why don’t we play around with a different set of balls?” “That works for me,” he said. “Good. Then come over here and get on your knees, baby.”
