"So much cum in these," she said as she kept examining my balls, rolling them gently in her palm, feeling their weight, their fullness, then looked at me like she wanted to drain all my cum, eyes dark with greed, mouth watering.
Then she started squeezing my balls hard, looking at me like she was trying to see how much longer I could last, fingers tightening firm, rolling them rough, testing the limit, her grip sending sharp jolts of pleasure-pain straight to my core.
"Fuck… Olivia… ahh," I groaned as she kept squeezing my balls hard and then releasing her, the pressure building, balls aching heavy, dick throbbing harder against my stomach.
I wasn't letting her dominate me like that, it was enough. I leaned forward and slapped her face hard while she kept squeezing my balls, palm connecting sharp with her right cheek, the sound cracking loud in the room.
Slap.
She looked at me and put her tongue out like she enjoyed the slap, eyes glazing with lust, cheek blooming red fast.
