"A hundred and six. Jesus. I'm surprised your dick isn't a raisin by now." Was she teasing? Yes, she was teasing. But his hand on hers was light and not groping, and hey, if he'd just had his dick in her, she could handle a little touching. "Besides, I'm planning on demanding a round two. You can show me your old man moves without that pressing need- if you can even get it up again."

Another dig, paired with a grin she turned her head to hide from him.