One Night Stand with a Castration Fetishist
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I warned him that I had some...peculiar fantasies. He said he was no stranger to a girl with kinks, and would do anything to help his chances of sleeping with me. He even confessed his own fantasy...
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And my tits bounced in his face.
I smiled at him as I pressed them together.
Thanks.
He bucked at my grasp, desperate for more of my touch on his cock and less on his bruised testicles.
"Can you promise me you're going to act like you want to be castrated for the rest of your blowjob, no matter what?" I asked.
My pulse pounded as I spilled out my deepest fantasy,
seeing him begging me for his own castration.
I was leaning over him now, my tit shaking between us.
"Please don't break character.
Do your best to really make it sound like you're begging me to castrate you."
I fantasize about it.
Every night when I'm rubbing myself,
I think about popping two big balls.
They turn all mushy and squish between my toes and my fingers.
Please.
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