She favored her mother but there were hints of John here and there that couldn’t be denied. Her stature was small with Quiet Star’s cheekbones and...lithe body that had the curves of a young woman. Her lips were full, courtesy of her father, with two dimples that pooled in her cheeks whenever she smiled, which was often. Her hair was black as night and fell down to her waist. From her father, she had ringlets that disobeyed every brush and from her mother, the silken softness and shine. ‘Mother,. Only with Jenna’s dress, her cleavage was shown more, drawing my eyes to her breasts.“And this is Abby.”Abby had a bubbly demeanor to her with a great smile and athletic figure.“Nice to meet you, Chad.”“You too.”“How do you know Becky?” She said.My mind hearkened back to our times in high school, and our “experiences” together. I looked at her.“Oh, um…” Becky interrupted me.“Old friend from back in the day,” she said.“Yeah.”“Where you taking us for breakfast, Chad?” She said.I rolled my. "She shook her head sadly."I have a pair of jeans," she said."Good enough," Bryant said. "I'll wait for you out front." What do you want to show me?" Jan asked in a sleepy voice. "I was sleeping."Bryant laughed."It's the middle of the night," he said. "It's what you should be doing. Just meet me out front. Trust me?" I do," Jan said, wiping sleep from her eyes. Bryant was gone before she made her way out of bed. She pulled on some jeans and rummaged around in his closet for one of Bryant's. While you’re massaging lower, let your thumbs drift to the area between his balls and ass and gently knead there with your thumbs and knuckles. It’s a very unique feeling, and he’ll love that exquisite combination of vulnerability and pleasure that it brings him.Once he’s on his back, the face is an intimate area to massage. You can linger on his lips, rest your chin on his forehead, gaze into his eyes in case he opens them, things like that. It’s also a natural time to compliment his.