The feel of them scraping over my chest as she moved down was wonderful. Then she wrapped her hands around my cock, which was already hard and erect. ...’m not the biggest guy in the world, but a solid seven inches has done me well, and by the look on Jennifer’s face, it was plenty for her to work on. And work she did, her slim fingers running lightly up and down my length, just stopping around the rim of my cock head, and giving a gently squeeze there. Soon enough my pre-cum started to ooze. The guys in the dugout leaped off the bench to cheer him. Mattie turned and gave me a thumbs up. Cary settled down again, and we went on to an 8-5 win and a third-place trophy. We left after another great lunch, and got home around six.I raced home, showered, and arrived at Tanya's around seven, well before sunset. That gave us all a while to chat before the Seder began. It was a fairly formal gathering, and I was a little nervous. We were all a little nervous, actually. Unlike Purim, we hadn't. It would be prettier. His designer jeans and high-class t-shirt cost more then what Amanda made in a month. Marty was what you could call a multimillionaire. He had started a software company in his basement five years ago and now had companies all over the world. He had dumped his last girlfriend six months ago when she started pressuring him about marriage and hadn’t had a decent fuck since. When Denise asked him for the 100th time why he wouldn’t marry her, he had looked at her. She was still pondering where to even begin, when the lake exploded and the five fingers of life rose. As it became apparent to the young woman what this event she was seeing truly was, her formative years took hold and she found herself kneeling in the grass with her forehead pressed to the ground and whispering, "Grandmother's Breath," as a form of protection and supplication.The next thing she became aware of was wind whistling over her back and then dead silence spreading like pool ripples.