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"Tell me, Sam, which of your balls do you like the least?” Jenny asked. Through the haze of pain, I began to see where this was going, but I couldn’t quite put together why I was the target. My hands flew to my battered junk, but did little to block her heavy combat boot from slamming into my groin

Sam's Point of View - 2 min 24 sec

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