I have been thinking about those big, hairy balls of yours. Some 
might call them trophy balls but I call them cushions for my stilettos. I had to laugh when you came over for our “date” and thought I had several pairs of boots out to decide what to wear out.
Then you thought we were going to just fuck, sure yes that would fucking happen. My plans were to stomp, trample and destroy your balls with 4 different pairs of boots. A bit different than your plans, hey loser.
Let’s be honest, you will take me anyway you can. The only way that is will be a kneeing, punching and trampling of those balls. Your Pain, my pleasure.
Fetishista Frankie
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