Chef braucht seinen sack, tropft einlauf

Ive been working with you for awhile. Dont think i havent noticed you. The way you leer and lurk at me. Envisioning me naked, what you would do to me. Youre not that slick. Its obvious. You cant help it. Your dick just controls your mind. So i invite you over. Not for dinner, or a wild night. But to tell you i know. And i just cant take it anymore. I have to do something about it. About your junk. I whip out my thick metal burdizzo. Tease you with it. Feel you up and make it your last memory before you lose all feeling in your balls. I clinch up and pop your nerves! Close your eyes. It's just a pinch. No more will you feel masculine anymore. I am taking away your man-hood. A good healthy emasculation just what the doctor ordered.