“But I bet you’d like to be.”
The minx Lilly shuffles her bottom, sliding forward to bring her well shaven pubes closer to Roger’s face. He feels the enticing warmth of her shorn flesh. Then the fragrance of her s*x wafts to invade his nostrils. There is also moisture... much moisture.
“As Miss Margie told you, she keeps me bald, balled and belled. Do you know what that means?”
“I can hear your chimes... and I saw your head...”
“And?”
“I don’t know.”
“I am also balled... b... a... l... l... e... d. My chimes dangle from a set of Ben Way balls she permanently inserted into my v****a. Devilishly sensuous. With every step, every movement, it feels as if someone is toying with my p***y. And in a way someone is. I feel her power and control with the slightest motion, even when I roll in m
