"Jase paused. "Honest truth, I wasn't thinking about that," he said,eventually. "I was kinda concerned about you. You seem filled withsadness. I don't... want you to feel pressured or anything."I stared at Jase for a moment, and then I did another thing I hadn'texpected. I leaned on his shoulder and relaxed into his arms to let himcradle and rock me. I spent a long time there, without saying a word.* * *It was a week after we first met that Jase invited me to his tiny roomoff-campus. It was a. R to leave before stripping and heading for the shower. Once in the shower, Caitlyn asked, "Would you like me to wash you?"At first, Lola was nonplussed. But in the night something had awakened in her. Caitlyn's question brought it to the fore. She felt little butterflies in her stomach, nice ones. "Yes," she said, not sure why she liked the idea. Caitlyn grabbed the soap and lathered her hands. She stood behind Lola and started washing her back. It was a very nice girl's back. Lola had a cute. .. would it help if I masturbated as well?”“Yes,” he said, and I felt a surge of pleasure. It would definitely help. I was helping my brother. That’s why I was here. I was here to help my brother.“Great,” I said, as casually as I could, and slipped my hand into my already-soaked panties.Without even meaning to, I found my rhythm matching my brother’s, and we sat there for another fifteen minutes or so, his hand stroking up and down his cock, mine rubbing up against my pussy lips and clit.I. The muffling made them no less lovely!They took a break from the whipping to grab candles and douse his cock with hot wax. His high-pitched squalling at the heat was really amusing! They whipped off the wax, then poured more. Repeat. And repeat. Each round was more painful than the last, this was clear from his crying. Oh, those beautiful tears!Once the whipping was done, they oiled his cock again and took some time playing with it. He whimpered so cutely as they probed the sore organ..