#179062 - He flushed crimson and looked away, “What makes you think I’d want to do that!” “Oh come on Ryan! You eat my food, constantly sneak glances and studied art at college, which, I can’t help but notice, got you into the habit of keeping your body smooth and…” she smirked, “Just how many squats do you do each morning?” If he could have blushed brighter he would’ve, “I don’t see what that's got to do with anything!” She poked her tongue out, “You do a lot then huh? It’s like you want to give yourself some padding for when I bounce your booty on my lap. ” He blinked, not expecting that. Once she was finished, sighing softly she drew it back, gently resting her cock on his cheek as he panted hard, his hot breath tickling her smooth sack.