Roll Them Bones
Roll again.
You know the routine.
How do those balls feel? Like grapes or hard-boiled eggs? May I feel? You might not want me near your balls. If I grab them, I may not let go. I may pull them away from you and squeeze them hard. I may just keep squeezing until all that white jelly comes squirting out of them.
I would just look at the anguished look on your face and a little smile would creep up on my face, and I would squeeze a little harder just to see your face cringe a little more. I may enjoy that a little too much, and not know when I should stop! I'd pull just a little more and squeeze just a little harder, tears rolling down your face, your manhood slipping away.
Mmm, the thought makes me want to crush your nuts into warm sticky jelly in the palm of my hand.
How'd you enjoy your strokes? Click continue.