Release

"But I'm having too much fun!" Rachel protested with a slightly worried cry of upcoming disappointment.
"I know, I know. Just trust me." Laura reassured her sister, again invoking the slow instructor’s tone she used earlier.

Rachel reluctantly stepped back as Laura released her clasp on Paul's legs, grabbed the couch seat behind her, and elevated her self onto the sofa, removing her crotch from the sobbing boy's face. Her back sinked comfortably into the cushions as she transitioned into a cross-legged position with her skirt riding up her thighs barely covering the dampness of her soft panties.

Laura continued: "Something else you'll learn about boys and their balls, is that they loose all of their strength if you hurt them bad enough. You don't really need my help anymore."

Paul resumed his fetal curl in the center of the carpet trying desperately to nurse his battered balls, covering them with his hands for protection. He whimpered audibly catching his breath in this short moment of respite as Rachel approached his legs.