He doesn't really want them

"You don't really want them do you?" Amy asks slowly, stepping up against him once more, her fingers teasing across his balls.

"I... uh... I..." James stammers, seemingly unable to form words any more as Amy's hand wraps tightly around his cock, giving it a couple of sharp jerks.

"In fact..." Amy says thinking slowly, "I think you want to take off your T-Shirt."

James' eyes bulge wide for a second. "I what?"

Amy's hand continues to stroke back and forth along his cock for a few more seconds, before suddenly letting go. "Well, unless you want me to stop?"