"That don't take balls..."

Dylan frowned. Even with Daisy stroking him, he didn’t like to hear her praising her husband. He wouldn’t admit that, though, and only shrugged in response before saying, “That don’t take balls, Daisy. It don’t even take courage.” He reached out to cup her breasts before she could respond, and he drew a willing mewl from her as she smiled up at him. “Hot pieces of ass like you only get hotter after a kid. These big tits, your big ass? Tiny dicks like him ain’t getting anywhere near women like you otherwise. He was desperate.” Removing his hand from her tit, Dylan reached into his pants and cupped his balls pulling them into view for Daisy to see, and she stared in open hunger. “You wanna see balls, though, then I got them for you. Big ones. Full of cum. Ready to fill you up.”

Daisy, staring, chewed her bottom lip as she stroked him. She used both hands to pleasure Dylan, and she leaned forward to examine his heavy testicles as they pooled between his legs. Like his dick, his balls are large and impressive, each of them being the size of a large egg. Having experienced three of his orgasms already, she knows him to be heavy with potent semen, and though not much of a cum guzzler in the past, she does find herself hungry for his seed now.

“Those are impressive,” she purred, moving one of her hands to cup his testicles as she stroked him with the other. Leaning down, she placed a wet kiss on each testicle. “And they are much, much bigger than my husband’s. That’s for sure.”

Dylan scoffed, still feeling pouty that her husband was being brought up at all. “Everything about me is bigger than him,” Dylan said petulantly. Daisy laughed.

It amused her to see Dylan’s arrogance so easily challenged. He deserved to have a big head with such a big dick to back up his talk, but there was definitely something cute about the way he sought her approval. Furthermore, it was difficult to argue with him when he insulted other men’s inadequacies, and it was particularly rewarding to hear her husband put down after he cheated on her. Besides, no one she knew could rightly call himself a man when measured against Dylan.

“Your ego is especially big,” she said, and she smiled as she ducked her heads to lick his balls and taste the sweat gathered in his pubic hair. He was hard in her hands and against her cheek, and the warmth and smell of him seeped into her. She buried her nose into his pubic hair to breathe him in. After each breath, she found herself growing hornier and hornier as every aspect of Dylan seemed designed to conjure feelings of arousal within her. Removing herself from his pubic hair, she kissed his shaft and mewled.

Dylan watched her in quiet awe, gathering her hair and holding it out of her face. Daisy noticed him watching but didn’t pay him any mind. She enjoyed the idea of giving him a show as her breasts sat, heavy and sensitive, against his thighs. She angled her head to slurp his balls as she met his eyes and, at this point, had completely repositioned herself, climbing up into her seat and leaning sideways over the center console. It was uncomfortable to hunch over like that, but Dylan’s dick was worth it.

Reaching out with his free hand, Dylan cupped one of her heavy breasts as he watched her. Her hard nipple scrapped across his palm as he gave her a squeeze, and she moaned against him in response. “That’s right, Daisy. Suck my balls.” Moving his hand, he slipped it into her blouse and squeezed her bare breasts. Daisy moaned against him again, her blue eyes flashing as she watched him. He had grown bold, and Daisy enjoyed it. Even his touch was superior to William’s touch, it seemed, and she suckled his testicles into her mouth to reward him.

Above her, a pearl of precum gathered on Dylan’s crown, and he gasped as his shaft swelled fatter. “Fuck, Daisy. You keep treating me like this, and I’m going to end up coming soon.”

Daisy’s moaned and switched testicles. Even with him in her mouth, she couldn’t hide her smile as she slobbered on him. She stroked him and felt him growing harder and harder with the movements of her palm. Mewling again, she worked him toward the edge of his orgasm with open enthusiasm and wonder.

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