Prowling towards your prey.You grip me with another playful squeeze that, now that I am fully exposed, almost makes my thick head want to burst with d...lirious pressure, but loosen your hand a little seconds later. Your strokes are soft and slow at first, summoning a relieved gasp from me as my fingers part your lips, already glistening and slick, swollen with need. You also gasp when I first breach beyond them and for a moment I remember how cold it is tonight, that I must have felt like a. I said I had no reason – and when she asked me if I had another girl I said no which was true.The she asked me if I still liked her and I said yes. I don’t know why because nothing happened to make my cock go hard but it did – well it got firm but not sticking right out. She said I think I had better get your clothes that thing is getting excited, it seems to like me and laughed.I was a bit embarrassed and she took me to where my clothes were hidden and as she gave them to me she kissed me. I. Jessica drew the occasional stare as they walked out, and why wouldn’t she? Tonight she wore a long, slinky black and red dress. Its asymmetrical hemline bottomed out just as it touched her knees. The back of her dress was open, and her long silky hair swished across it as they walked. She smiled as she noticed the men, and occasional women, checking her out, but she clung a bit tighter to Conrad as she did so. Jessica wanted everyone who saw her to know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that she. I thought about how helpless Nana must have felt when her father locked her in that school and agreed to have them take her baby away from her. Knowing that my family was keeping all these secrets from me was making me feel frustrated and helpless – and angry, especially angry. If what I was feeling was only a fraction of what Nana had gone through then that explained a lot about why Nana became as tough as she is.I sighed. I admire Nana. I’m in awe of her. I love her. She is my idol – my hero..