Johnny In Debt went to the bank to pay off his mortgage, but Amber Heard, so she went to the bank and busted his big balls wide open. He lay prostrate, writhing, trying to shield his lover’s fruit and meat from the dominatrix with his hands. She had no mercy, she had no hesitation, and her stilettos split his fruit in twain. She thrust her high heels into his balls, took testicle blood into air, ripped vein from penis and leaked blood from balls. His packed fruit cores spurted blood and semen 13 whole inches into the air, and by the time that Amber was done, she was covered in sticky, sticky, sap.

She licked her lips.

After discarding her pants to her heels, she crouched over Johnny Debt’s exhausted, prone, shivering body. She let slide a long, smooth, turd of perfect eccentricity and proportion.