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At that same moment, I heard a furious slapping sound, like someone faintly clapping their hands together, coming from Bryan’s bedroom. I felt myself growing hotter by the second, and pressed my hand against my crotch again, hoping a quick rub might satiate me enough to focus on breakfast; it didn’t. “Find anything interesting?”
Bryan nervously shook his head, “No, no.” He took a breath to try and calm himself down, but I could tell he was still nervous as he watched me put the shoes on. I taunted him further by crossing my legs and swinging my right leg over my left one. I tried not to show how amused I was by this, but a smile may have slipped my lips once or twice, especially as I was putting on the shoe he came in. I felt myself growing hotter by the second, and pressed my hand against my crotch again, hoping a quick rub might satiate me enough to focus on breakfast; it didn’t. It was letting him go back home that I had an issue with. I forced the vibrating head against the crotch of my jeans,
