Keep massaging your aching balls.

You roll around on the mat, massaging your ailing jewels, the agony keeping you from thinking straight. Doinkette grabs your feet and drags you to a corner. She climbs the top turnbuckle and begins posing for the fans. You are too occupied by the severe hurt going on in your underpants to even pay attention to the clown.

The malicious clown leaps off of the top turnbuckle, bringing her knees to her chest, and pointing her wide ass towards you. You open your eyes just in time to see her ass plop right down atop your head, encasing your face in her surprisingly fluffy buns. While the impact hurt you greatly, the feeling of her soft and luscious backside feels quite nice.

Doinkette grinds her ass on your head, giving you an impromptu face massage, while you begin to feel a sense of elation wash over you. The feeling of distress in your mangled balls turns into a feeling of comfort. The grinding intensifies and so does the feeling of excitement. Soon a boner springs forth, trying to bust out of the speedo. It would be awfully difficult for one to miss this, and Doinkette is no exception. Your vivacious erection catches the wicked clown’s attention and gives her an idea.