Truth about Sex - Episode 10

She knelt between his legs and wrapped her hand around him, studying the length and girth the same way a jeweler examines a stone. "Big hands, big feet, big nose—none of it holds up," she said, her thumb sliding along the vein that ran the underside. Her friend leaned in close, breath warm against his thigh, and nodded in agreement. "We tested the theory ourselves. The size you see is what you get. No hidden inches waiting to be discovered." She licked her palm and stroked him slowly, feeling him swell against her fingers. Her eyes stayed on his cock, not drifting to his feet or face. The other girl traced a wet fingertip around the head, gathering the bead of fluid there and spreading it down his shaft. "It feels exactly as big as it looks," she murmured, then took him into her mouth, cheeks hollowing as she worked to fit him deeper. Neither of them reached for a measuring tape. They simply used their mouths, hands, and bodies to show him that myth was just that. He twitched against their tongues, the proof hard and heavy between them.