Michelle's Heavenly Chesticles: My Cum-Swollen Testicles

Michelle was a woman that worked in my office who I had known since we were kids. She used to kick me in the balls all the time growing up. And now seeing her every day at work, looking like a fully figured grown woman. Ripe with round wide hips under a trim, tight waist beneath a set of the most heavenly, heavy heaving breasts. Looking like they were trying to burst through her skin-tight, white lowcut tops, showing of such deep, dark cleavage it would make me hard every time I'd see her. And then she'd look at me and smile and slightly smirk, as we both had flashes of me curled up in the fetal position, struggling to breathe from the most intense, burning, searing and sharply aching pain shooting throughout my entire body after exploding from my testicles. Kicks so hard she had made me cry more than once, as she would giggle, taunt and laugh, "Haha, well, see ya later... hope they hurt!!!" Skipping away, stepping away, storming away, strolling away every time she kicked me in my balls. She didn't care at all. And she had no idea what it felt like, yet still treated it like a joke.

And seeing that woman at work was so humiliating every day, without anyone having any idea. I was so insanely desperate to fuck her. Definitely spilled some seed to that woman frequently throughout the weeks in the shower on mornings and before bed sometimes too.