''I can't, Nana. I have to drive home.''Poppycock, darling. One won't hurt. He's a lawyer you know, ' she added to the waitress. She patted Matt...s arm lovingly. 'I'm very proud of him. He'll make someone a wonderful husband.'The waitress blushed and went to fetch the order. Matt said, 'I wish you wouldn't do that, Nana.''Do what, darling?''Try and palm me off on every pretty girl you see. That waitress is only a kid '" she must be at least ten years younger than me.''I was twelve years. She grabbed my back and dug her fingernails into my skin making red streaks. Her pussy made slurping noises as my cock surged in and out and in and out and in and out. “I’m going to cum Claire!” “Hold on, hold on I’m almost there “ Claire moaned. I held back with all my strength until she gasped, “Cum now Sam, I’m cumming too. I released all my pent up force into her vagina, squirting surge after surge of hot cream into her pussy. “I’m cumming Sam!” She repeated, and her whole body shuddered. He extended his hands to her, and she took them in her fluffy palms, squeezing them gently. He ran his fingers through her velvet coat, smiling widely as his new limb relayed the signals to his brain. He could feel it, he could feel everything. The relief was immense, as if a weight had been removed from his shoulders, as if the map of his body that his brain had created was once again complete and correct.“Let’s go home,” he said.Over the next few days, Moralez became accustomed to his new. Steve got me to scoop up the makeup and accessories and put them in the tote bag that he bought to my cell this morning and then gripped my wrist and half dragged me out the cell. I clattered along on my high-heels behind him like a dog being dragged on a leash.As I exited the cell the prison guard who was holding open my cell door whistled at me."Fuck off mate; you can't afford her. Come down to E Block tonight and I'll toss you something you can afford," Steve scowled.We passed row after row.