Judging exclusively upon the sight and feel of Harvey's scrotal sack, Sheree would have guessed that it had been at least a month since Harvey last shot his wad. Logic told the petite brunette that this was not true. Still, there had to be a reason why Harvey and Roberta Jean Richardson had broken up.

Sheree could see that there was a thick patch of short and curly pubic hair growing all around the base of the shaft of his boner.

The orally compulsive local girl could see that there were even short and curly hairs growing directly out of Harvey's scrotal sack.

Very cute.

Very cute, indeed.

Sheree flicked the tip of her tongue lightly and quickly back and forth across Harvey's piss hole for a long time. Soon, each and every one of Harvey's muscles had tensed up on him involuntarily. The handsome young man could feel his face getting hot, and he correctly assumed that he was turning as red as a beet. The slight but attractive stud could feel his facial features starting to contort wildly, so wildly in fact that he no longer looked very much like himself. The good-looking young stud could feel his back teeth grinding together so tightly that the muscles at the sides of his face, at the hinges of his jaw, were protruding – bulging outward with the strain of his exertion.

His back teeth were clenched together so tightly that his jaw was starting to ache. But Harvey hardly paid any attention to this mild discomfort. This slight pain, Harvey found, was next to nothing, all but insignificant, when compared to the roaring pleasure he was experiencing down below.

Down below in Harvey's thoroughly awesome cock and balls.

Sheree began to roll the sides of her tongue over the head of Harvey's dick. She was pleased to find that the skin covering Harvey's bulbous glands felt every bit as smooth on her tingling taste buds as it looked like it would.