Her black high-heel landed with a soft slap on my ball sack and sent a spasm of sharp, hot pain up into my spine.She kicked my balls again, and I grun...ed with the impact.“Oh Chris, I love the feel of your smashed balls on my foot.”It was like I was dancing with Layla, and she got to make all the moves.Each time her foot slapped into my balls, a shock of pain jolted up my abdomen, followed by a small surge of pleasure.“Face me, Chris. Don’t try to hide your balls from me,” Layla warned.Layla was. "I don't think he would have understood. Hell, I don't understand itmyself. But I've lived with it for a very long time and I've had toexcept it as best as I could. Do you think it's been easy for me? Do youthink I wanted to feel this way? You act like I've done somethinghorrible to you. I haven't. It's been done to me and I can't change it.I've tried, believe me I've tried. It's a part of me and it's NOT goingaway. Each time I suppress it, it becomes stronger. And when I finallygive in and put. The twins had done a pretty amazing job of decorating. Emily smiled as she thought about the few hours of rare family time when they were all together, listening to Christmas music and drinking cocoa as they decorated. She had resisted grabbing a sugar cookie this morning, and opted instead for her usual pre-workout protein smoothie.She was the usual morning driver to the YMCA in exchange for Sarah providing fresh-brewed coffee to get them awake enough to face the early morning workout. She quickly took nearly all of it, but then started to choke. Pulling back a little, she controlled her emotions and focused her mind on servicing that portion of his cock that she had in her mouth. After Carol worked on Ken for a short period, Gary pushed his boss to the side and took his turn, slowly eased his own shaft into her mouth. By now Carol had relaxed to the point where she could actually allow him to push the head of his cock fully to the opening of her throat. She sucked Gary for a.