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“Honey, I can explain…” He never got a chance to. Joan’s toe caught him in the left nut, jamming it against his pelvis. Before he could react, her knee came up, pushing his cheating balls against his groin. She could feel his spuds roll around grotesquely on top of her knee, trying to escape out the side and avoid their complete destruction. She hadn’t so much as flicked a boy in his groin before, and her hits were unsure and off-target. She didn’t know how much she was hurting him, or how much she wanted to hurt him. Joan just knew those balls needed to suffer.

Cheating Husband. Joan gets her revenge - 5 min 19 sec sec

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