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3/28/2024 10:59 am

"Oh dears" From Bitches!

She casually played at what amused her. How pathetic males became when their pathetic useless balls were threatened !
Balls were a favorite theme of mine.
Balls, and the bitches who knew what to do with the pathetic males 'toys'.
After the usual spat by the male at having his precious globules played with she ended her play by stabbing each useless item onto her heel and whilst like that you'd watch her lick her lesbian lover.
Her leg kicked high behind her with your balls skewered and stuck on her long heel.
I loved that one, exploring all the camera angles.
It amazed me how fantasies could touch that spot so perfectly.
I made a sculpture of that one, molding the balls and mixing the coloring till I got the tinge of red right.
I stuck it in the living room and prospective customers would peruse its angles appreciative of my imagination and artistry.
The slim white boy was no match for her strength.
He tried desperately to get away from her, her threatening tool stiff enough to do its job !
He tried to angle away from her , to escape the menace that loomed over him, he'd once read a passage in a book where the pursued was promised to feel the cool steel in his vitals.
Those words came back to him as he fought her.
Her tool was the threat !
He had to protect his 'vitals' from her.
It brushed across the opening as he fought her !
She'd begin blindly stabbing at him seeking the yielding point to gain an entry.
He'd be a goner if she found his pink hole.
His little sweet vulnerable pink hole.
Her fervor mounted driven by her frustration at the boy fighting her off each time she came close.
She let him go while she lubed up her huge tool.
He watched her twisted face as he prepared for the new affront, the merciless plunge from her keen in his imagination.
If she got it started she'd toy with him before making the final plunge, up his 'vitals' he thought.
Her cruel face alive when there was no other way left out for him.
He'd got tired now, she sensed that and took control of him.
He didn't have the fight left in him to deny her any longer so he made sure her passage into him would be straight so at least there'd be the least that could go wrong.
He'd just brace himself and accept her deep thrust, taking it straight !
Her long w@apon finding its mark, dispatching him with a cr*el thrust into his vitals !