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"Tell me you want more," she said. "Ask me for more…ask me, ‘Auntie Su Ling, please kneel on my balls,please!!' Go on, ask me or I'll never stop!" Paul had to play along, he had no idea how insane she'd get. He knew his cousin Mikey was never the same after a lifetime of being ball-handled by his crazy mother, so he decided to go along and hope she'd stop eventually.  "Auntie Su Ling…." he said in between sobs, his eyes closed against

the pain. "Please…..kneel on my….b….b…balls!!"

Su Ling laughed maniacally and sat up as she straddle him, her hands on

her hips.

"Gladly," she said and leaned forward to put her hands on his chest.

She lifted herself right off the floor, her ass coming way up in the

air, and then fell - knees first - right on his exposed balls, exploding them in

their ruptured sacs. Paul went white and couldn't even scream so great was

the pain. Su Ling was laughing deeply and evily know as she did it again and

again, ramming his ruined man meat with both knees, than one knee at a time.

When she finished, she was kneeling on them both, wiggling her hips back and

forth, her hands above her head for balance, as she flattened his nuts to

ball paste. Paul was delerious from the pain now, his head lolling back and

forth,eyes rolling in his head, his tongue hanging out of his mouth. And then, mercifully, he passed out.

When he awoke several hours later, it was in a dark room, his aunt's

bedroom. He was aware of extreme cold - and extreme pain. He felt between

his legs and winced. His flattened nuts were propped up on a bag of ice wrapped

in a towel. His eyes were stabbed by sudden shafts of light as his aunt

walked in and flipped the wall switch. He groaned. She laughed and walked in

in the same outfit she'd had on earlier, the tiny short shorts, socks and

sneakers. She sat on the chair next to his bed and placed her hand on his genitals. He screamed in pain. She laughed and wrapped her strong fingers around the base of his cock, slowly stroking him to an erection. He looked down, amazed. "Nobody can resist my handjobs, no matter how badly I"ve ruined their balls, nephew," she said matter-of-factly. "I just wanted to make sure you're still in operating fashion, to prove I haven't destroyed your sexuality for life. Yet." She then explained how he'd be staying with her for the summer, cleaning her house, washing her car, walking the pets - and painting her toenails on a daily basis. Seems her son had run away from home and she needed a replacement. "Your mom doesn't seem to mind," she said, leaning forward to nibble on the head of his cock. "We're sisters. She knows all about me and gives me her blessing." Paul felt his cockhead swell in orgasm and then the agony of his deflated balls trying to fill enough to produce a cum shot that would fill Aunt Su Ling's mouth and make her happy - and perhaps enough to leave him alone for awhile. She smiled as his prick erupted. Paul moaned loudly. The longest summer of his life had begun.