Well, is that little boner for me? …I’m flattered… but that means the band hasn’t cast
Well, is that little boner for me? …I’m flattered… but that means the band hasn’t castrated you yet… I would’ve thought five hours would be long enough… oh well, I’m going shopping for a few more hours, and when I come back, you won’t be a horny boy who wants to fuck me to empty his tiny balls anymore… you’ll be my very own docile eunuch… sucking my pussy, doing chores, and bending over for boys who still have balls and a big hard dick in their pants whenever I tell you to… remember how happy you were when I told you that I want to tie you up? …and look at your favorite little toy… rock-hard and bobbing around while you struggle… face it, you WANT me to take your balls… you’re going to LOVE being my wimpy obedient slave with a tiny soft clit, won’t you? -- source link
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