I leaned up against Bryan's door, listening closely. The slapping sound was definitely coming from in here, and there was also heavy, rhythmic breathi...ng. Yeah, he was definitely pinching one off!Maybe if I do it slowly, I can open the door a bit and see...?I grabbed the knob and slowly turned it, careful not to make it squeak as I did so. I then gently pushed open the door a crack and peered through it. I only saw the foot of his bed, which was rocking in rhythm with his breathing and jerking.. I washed his face and neck and then he leaned forward as I washed and rinsed his back and underarms. He leaned back while I washed his chest and stomach. After that I pulled back the covers and carefully pulled down his pajama bottoms and washed the front and back of his legs up to mid-thigh.He was staring at my breasts moving in front of him the whole time and didn’t seem nearly as nervous as I was. I did glance down and saw the large lumps of his cock and balls in his tight, white underwear,. “You thought this was the lesson? No, this is just a warm-up to exert my influence over you. I talked to Daddy before about your little trip to the McGiffords. It shook him up. I can’t wait to visit and sift through your little girlfriend’s things. I’ll probably take a few of her outfits,” she sneered.“I thought you’d never be caught dead in any of her clothes, Mistress Lindsay,” I answered politely while staring at my own dick dangling above my face.“Oh, those are for you to wear, Toad. Don’t. That was all external and suddenly there was something new as Kristel's tongue was gently caressing the inner surfaces of Bill's lips. Bill's heart was pounding almost as if she was knocking at the very door to his soul. It was a teasing touch in that as he parted his lips to admit her further she withdrew almost as if she was the child who would ring your doorbell and then run away. The sense of loss as her tongue moved away was so great that Bill pressed his tongue lightly at the juncture of.