Heavy Ball Sack
She was on her knees on the cold tile, short platinum hair messy and damp, massive tits shiny and heavy as they rested against his thighs. One hand was wrapped around the thick base of his cock while her tongue dragged slowly over his balls — those heavy, low-hanging nuts that swung thick and full between his legs.
“Fuck… they're so heavy,” she moaned, voice thick with lust. She cupped them with both hands, feeling the weight, rolling them gently while she licked long, slow stripes from the bottom of his sack all the way up to the head of his cock. A fat drop of cum already clung to her bottom lip from when she'd sucked the tip earlier.
She opened wide and took one heavy ball into her mouth, sucking gently, tongue swirling around it while her hand stroked his shaft. The wet, sloppy sounds filled the quiet room as she switched to the other one, worshipping them like she was starving for whatever was inside.
“Look at these fucking balls,” she breathed, pulling off just long enough to speak before dragging her tongue underneath them again. “So full… so heavy. You been saving this load for me?”
She went back to sucking, lips stretched around one nut while her hand pumped his cock faster, cum and spit dripping down her chin and onto her tits. Every time she moaned, the vibration traveled straight through his sack and he groaned above her, one hand gripping her hair while she kept working those heavy balls like they were her favorite meal.
“Gonna drain these,” she mumbled around him, eyes glassy, mouth messy. “Gonna suck every drop out of this fat, heavy sack until you're empty.”
She kept going — licking, sucking, stroking — completely focused on those low, swinging balls and the thick cock above them, determined to feel every ounce of weight she could milk out of him.