Not the initial contact pain like when the foot hits the ball or the balls slap the thigh or butthole, but the stomach ache fallout that follows. It's... extreme nausea without the possibility of puking AND getting the wind knocked out of you without the breathing issue AND the cold sweats of a fever without the hot skin mixed with the sharp stinging sensation (and I'm assuming here) of being stabbed.This was the point where I made the decision not to look up and see what was going on -- let me. .My pussy isn't for everyone, I know, but damn wtf do I have to do to get some good head ??After experiencing what seemed like forever, of frustration, I finally hit the "ORAL JACKPOT" :DI met a chef named Matt who not only loved, fat, juicy, hairy, pussies, but he had a fetish for big clits. The icing on the cake was, he was submissive, so I could do whatever I wanted to him....can you say amazing?? Not only was really attractive, with a long dick, but he was all mine to do what I wanted to. It was hard and as full of blood as it could be.I gulped down some beer and stood adjusting my cock so it was pointing upwards and trapped it in the elastic of my boxers.When I had finished my beer I walked around aimlessly waiting for my turn in the showers and finally Tina came out with a towel wrapped around her hair."Ah that was nice," she said as she passed me. "I feel as good as new." And you look it too," I blurted."Why thank you," she smiled before she disappeared into the kitchen and. I line up the shot and take it.... it looks like it's going in but the angle is off and the black bounces of the cushion at the side of the pocket and it rolls away. Gutted. The black is lined up perfectly and Traci easily pots the black."I win" she says with the most devious smile on her face. "No way you lost" Marc laughs, as he and Zoe come over to us."Traci's actually pretty good" I say trying to brush off the defeat."Imagine loosing to a girl tho!" He teases."It's not all bad!" Traci says.