Fully naked and wanting the cowboy’s handsome face against my bottom, I climbed onto the bed and covered his hairy, blond, hard chest with licks and kisses. The urge to swing my ball sack against the man’s face was overwhelming. Once the chiseled beefcake was lying on his back, I scaled his chest with my lips and straddled his limbs with mine. When I was on my knees, I slapped my balls against his mouth and commanded, “Take a lick.”
He listened. What cowboy wouldn’t have? Wasn’t I attractive—on various levels? And didn’t he want to eat up every part of me, fulfilling his need for my flesh?
I swung my sack against his lips again and felt the man’s tongue lap my loose skin. He swirled and toyed with my sack, causing a groan to fall from my mouth. A strange feeling zoomed through me as he
