The small but well-hung male could tell that the tickle was going to grow until it was no longer a tickle at all.
The intensely aroused masculine lover knew that the tickle was going to grow until it was a raging comet-like fireball of liquid sexual anxiety. It would be at that point that Harvey would know that his sexual arousal had reached the saturation point. It would be then that Harvey would know that his libido had reached the point of no return. Then Harvey would know that he had reached the point of orgasmic inevitability. His balls felt like a pair of recently lit globs of Sterno – canned heat! His balls felt as if they were filled with a thousand hornets apiece, and each of those hornets was preparing to sting him at the same time – sting him with sexual ecstasy rather than agony. The handsome young man could feel his entire body turning into one gigantic erogenous zone. Each and every nerve-ending in Harvey's central nervous-system felt as if it were directly connected to those in Harvey's cock and Harvey's balls by this time.
Sheree sucked at Harvey's nut, wagging the tip of her tongue all the while, for a long time before she pulled her mouth away.
"You are making me so hot, you are making me so Goddamn hot," Harvey said.
"Should I suck the other one now?" Sheree asked.
"Yeah!"
"Your cock is so big!"
"Yes."
"Your balls are huge!"
"Uh huh!"
"And you are such a…"
"A little guy?"
"In comparison. You don't look like the sort of guy that would have a ten inch dick," Sheree exclaimed.
"I suppose not."
"I am shocked!"
"Frightened?"
"Hell no. Pleasantly surprised."
"Good. I have scared some women off. Girls actually. My cock has frightened some girls off," Harvey commented. "Virgins, I guess."
"I guess."
"Now the other nut."
"Ummmmmmmm, yummy," Sheree exclaimed with glee and joy.
She sucked the second nut every bit as long as the first.
Then the preciously cute young woman pulled her mouth away for a second time. She smacked her lips together lewdly – making an obscenely wet noise with her mouth.
Harvey's bobbing cock was getting in Sheree's way. She knew that something had to be done about this. Harvey's cock was flopping back and forth in front of his masculinity sloped loins. The entire length of his pecker was bobbing up and down at the base as if it were attached to his loins via a tightly-sprung hinge.
Sheree could see that the tip of Harvey's awesome pecker was snapping upward toward his belly, aiming for a spot several inches above his dimpled and concave bellybutton, giving her a concrete perspective on just how long his tube steak was.
Sheree could see that the tip of his dick was getting closer and closer to slapping him in the belly.
But, for some reason or another, that contact was never made.
In order to keep his cock from flopping out of control against her forehead, Sheree decided to hold his awesome meat pole in place. She raised her right hand, with her palm toward Harvey's flat belly. She once again arched her fingers at the knuckles so that she could touch the handsome young man with the fleshy part of her fingertips without her long red fingernails getting in the way. She touched the inside of his cock with those fingertips.
He shivered.
Moaned.
Groaned.
Whimpered.
Whined.
Squirmed.
She pushed the head of his dick upward until she was pinning it in place on his stomach. Sheree simply LOVED the way his cock shaft felt as it pulsated with such masculine urgency against her sexually sensitized fingertips. She rubbed up and down the inside of his cock shaft a little bit with her fingertips and this made the handsome young man whimper even louder than before with his pleasure. Harvey could tell that the kneeling girl was not going to have to suck his cock for very long to make him come. The handsome young man could tell that he was going to have a bit of a hair trigger when it came to shooting his wad. The good-looking young stud felt as if he were going to feed Sheree a hot meat the second she wrapped her sweet lips around the bulbous purple head of his pecker. The slight but attractive stud could feel himself breathing harder and faster than ever. The small but well-hung male could tell that it was not going to be long – no, not very long at all – before he would sound and feel as if he were purposefully attempting to hyperventilate himself with the shortness and the quickness of his breaths. His chest was heaving. The intensely aroused masculine lover seemed to be doing a lot work, but he didn't seem to be getting a hell of a lot of air into his lungs. Harvey sounded and felt as if he had magically and suddenly been stricken with a severe case of asthma.
"Play with my balls! My balls are on fucking fire!"
"Oh yeah, I LOVE to hear that kind of talk," Sheree said.
"I feel like the head of my cock is going to explode."
"Easy does it, lover. Wait till I get it in my mouth."
"Don't worry, I won't shoot my wad yet," Harvey said.
"You know that I want you to come in my mouth," she said.
"You seemed like the sort of girl who swallowed jism."
"I am, I am, I am," Sheree confessed without shame.
"I'll bet that you have a very open mind when it comes to sex."
"I do. I even fuck when. I'm having my period sometimes."
"Only sometimes?" Harvey asked, tilting his head to one side.
"Only when I have a thick towel to put beneath my ass."
"Yeah, that is actually very conscientious of you."
"There you go," she said, raising a single eyebrow into a high arch.
The full moon, as it rose in the sky, seemed to shrink in size. It lost its orange hue and then its yellow hue – until it was almost white in color as it shone through the back window of Harvey's LTD.
What would Roberta Jean think if she could see him?
Harvey could not help but wonder.
She was a tough bitch. Roberta Jean had been kicked out of school three times because of fighting.
She had never actually graduated from high school. The school and the tough girl parted ways through mutual agreement. They did not want to have anything to do with one another any longer.
Roberta Jean's tendencies toward violence had not calmed down after she moved into the real world.
Three times in the two years since Roberta Jean had graduated, she had lost jobs because she had given her employer a punch right in the old kisser!
Sheree turned her left palm upward so that it was facing the roof of the car. The diminutive and passionate female pushed her fingertips up under his scrotal sack. The dark-haired and olive-complexioned girl wiggled her fingertips playfully and fondled Harvey's dangling balls in this manner. The orally compulsive local girl bobbed Harvey's balls up and down on the fleshy part of her southpaw fingertips so that she looked for all the world as if she were trying to judge the weight of his swollen glands of masculinity. The small-breasted and tight assed chick then opened her fingers as far as she could, so that she could at least come close to clutching the entire scrotal sack at once in the palm of a single hand. The preciously cute and kneeling girl stretched her slightly cupped palm as far as was humanly possible. The preciously cute and kneeling girl could not clutch Harvey's entire sack at once however. The sack was too big and her hand was too little. The sexually attractive twenty year old girl clutched what she could, however, and she began to squeeze his balls gingerly and rhythmically. Sheree Messmer squeezed his nuts once for every beat of his heart, and in this manner Sheree simulated the natural throbbing Harvey was experiencing in his aching gonads.