My lips have the power to athrophise your balls. You know how dangerous they are but you can't resist their perfection. You want me to kiss you over and over again, you don't care if your balls will turn blue and cold like ice cubes. You can't resist, you want to take the risk as I kiss you and make you feel the touch of my blue mesmerizing lips. You'll feel your balls becoming smaller and smaller, weaker and weaker, more and more useless. You don't care. You want my lips. You want my kisses.