I let go of the tail end and stretch out my arm to make sure I’m stood at the right distance for the tip of my belt to lick your wet little pussy as...I strike you. You just stare at me speechless in anticipation as I savour the moment. I’m not holding back you’ve been so well behaved and I was looking forward to giving you your gift and you just ruined it by being naughty again. I will be taking my frustration out on your pussy. All those hours in the gym have paid off, I use all of my strength. "That has done it. Let's clear away."Then, a *really* strange feeling began. It felt likesomething was sliding out of him, rubbing against his insidesas it moved. He had never felt anything remotely similar inhis entire life. The feeling of movement ended with a wet"pop" noise, not unlike the sounds he used to make as a childby popping his mouth with his finger. And where he had feltso incredibly full mere moments before, he felt oddly empty,now. The bright lights snapped off and his legs. As we came out of the short hallway, we walked into what looked like an exotic car museum. In the corner was an elevator designed to raise them somewhere. We couldn’t resist the temptation to find out where.Dad summed it well when he said, “Now we know why no one was assigned this garage door.”“Is there a Batcave?” mom asked jokingly.“David, sir,” a man dressed as a butler whom I had never met, and wasn’t an android, said. “It seems you began the extended tour of your mansion in the basement. In the mirror above the sink as I shaved, I could see the outline of her body as she showered -- the shape of her breasts, of her hips, her behind and legs. I watched her turn and bend, washing her top, her middle, all of her. When the water stopped, she pulled two towels into the shower stall and dried herself. I watched every movement. (It takes me a long time to shave.) She came out with one towel wrapped tightly around her body, and a second towel wrapped around her wet hair. She.