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Kevin’s phallus drooped lazily to the left, showing no sign of the size and vigor it had only minutes before. I reached over and lightly caressed his spongy penis with the finger tips of my right hand. He jumped the instant my fingers made contact with his resting organ.
He spread his thighs, and I reached for his hanging love spheres. The
tips of my fingers barely touched his gonads when I heard Kevin gasp. I felt
his balls writhe against my fingertips, as I repeatedly brushed at them. My
eyes burned as I watched his penis begin to straighten and elongate.
I curled my fingers around his thickening shaft and lightly milked his
shaft, real slow and easy, tantalizing him. Virility was pumping back into
his shaft, bringing back his raging erection, if anything more awesome than
before. Kevin trembled and moaned as I massaged his growing organ.