Feigning pain

Bending over and still reeling from the pain in her cunt, Courtney tried to speak again but only hot air escaped her lungs.

“Nothing to say slut?” you ask with a smile that instantly changes and you drop to your knees as Courtney’s hand reached out quick like a shot, grabbing your cock and balls and squeezing tightly.

Opening your mouth to shout or cry, words and noises evaded you as you could only mumble inaudible complaints.

“Not so fucking cleaver now are ya!” Courtney laughed, her hand twisting and tightening on your cock as you tried to grab at her hand, turn onto your front, get into the fatal position anything to get away from the ****.

Struggling to breath, your legs inadvertently shaking and unable to remove her hand you pass out.