After a brief moment of indecision, her fingers curled slightly and her nails gently racked upward disappearing into the legs of his shorts. Jason’s indrawn breath hissed as one set of nails tickled his balls while the other ran up his shaft. He could feel his balls contracting with pleasure while his shaft grew harder and heavier. Reaching the engorged tip she used her fingertips to spread the pre-cum around the edge. Every time a nail gently nicked the soft skin of his glans, Jason felt as if small bolts of electricity ran straight from his penis to his nipples. Resisting the urge to ravish her right there, he put a finger under her chin and lifted, tearing her gaze away from the hidden movement in front of her. Looking her straight in the eye he whispered hoarsely “are you into mud wrestling?”