June’s POV
Hank was huge, making me wonder how that monster would even fit inside of me, let alone exist. “Hmm. That’s it, June.” He purred as I tentatively reached out and grab him by the center, a good inch at minimum still being on either side of my hand. I slowly pumped him once, feeling the veins in the soft skin as my hand moved back and forth. “Good girl…” Hank’s voice deepened, watching my hand move on his pole.
I felt more emboldened then, reaching out my other and hesitating for just a second before gently fondling his balls. They felt like two nice and plump eggs with a smooth satin wrap on them, the hair there just as silly as the rest of it. Each one was well defined and I could feel them pulse slightly with each pump I did of his c**k. “Goddess…” he hissed through his teeth
