Ballbusting Makes Me Wet
I step onto him barefoot and immediately feel the soft, hot balls quivering under my foot. What helpless, pathetic flesh. I slowly shift my weight, savoring how they begin to flatten, losing their shape, becoming more and more flat and powerless.
I love this sensation. I love how his male pride breaks under my delicate heel. Sharp barefoot kicks and hard knee strikes to his already softened balls send a hot wave of pleasure through me. I rock back and forth, kneading his package like ripe, juicy grapes, feeling them burst and spread under my bare sole together with his pathetic, useless cock.
Standing on top of him, I watch everything that made him a man turn into a wet, pulsing mush. Moan. Every single moan only turns me on more, making me wetter and wetter.