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Rachel grinned at the fetal ball of whimpering male suffering beneath her as a quiet involuntary moan of anticipation escaped her lips.
She gently placed a sandalled foot on Paul's hip then quickly shifted her body weight to roughly jerk his pelvis down to the floor, forcing him out of the fetal position unto his stomach.

She smiled briefly as the sounds of his moans and sniffles reached her ears despite his face firmly burrowing in the basement carpet. He was unable or unwilling to move as his feeble legs spread enough for his battered balls to be seen protruding temptingly from under his ass.
Rachel slowly walked into the V between his legs, slipped off her sandal, and stepped firmly on his aching nuts. The young female tormentor giggled joyfully at the feeling of Paul's soft balls squishing between her little toes as he desperately tried to close his parted legs and reach for her ankle, squealing pitifully into the carpet.

Laura beamed with pride as she watched her younger sister take over their game on the first day, displaying the creativity and confidence it took herself over a year to develop. Paul's delicious squeals in Rachel's grasp roused her to lust as she reached between her crossed legs passed her rode-up skirt and onto her soaked, thin panties, clinging tightly to her vagina.

Rachel raised the heel of her foot, placing all her weight on the toes planted firmly on Paul's organs and concentrated to maintain balance in that position, only falling back on her full foot for a second before resuming the agonizing toe stance. She giggled uncontrollably watching Paul's legs flail violently as he gave up trying to stop the young girl's persistent onslaught and screeched dejectedly into the carpeted floor.

She maintained this exercise until her toes grow numb, abruptly stepping off her classmate's throbbing orbs to recuperate.
Paul curled back into a fetal ball at her feet, covering his swelling nuts and whimpering softly.