There you are, you lazy good for nothing! Wilma is starving and you’ve been gone for weeks. Have you even been hunting? Or just sitting around somewhere jerking off? Either way, you haven’t come home with food - and Wilma is fuming! Perhaps those balls of yours are distracting you so much that Wilma should just get rid of them? Kneel down, spread your legs, and accept the club blows to your precious balls. Sixty straight to those little rocks of yours should do, and Wilma will absolutely revel in it. She’s ravished, hangry, and nothing will stop her from destroying your balls. The club is heavy, spiked, and will be sure to make you remember never to come back from hunting empty handed!