I couldn't believe it but I felt a sense of accomplishment and continued to milk his cock trying to get the drop to grow!I made my strokes go only to ...the bottom of his cock head because I didn't want to ruin my accomplishment and wanted to see how big I could get it. I was even squeezing and massaging his balls gently hoping that it would squeeze more pre-cum up his shaft and out the pee hole. I didn't want to admit it but I was actually enjoying doing it! It was kinda fun watching the drop. I was deleting them everytime, after I had masturbated to them.One day, her mother saw that someone had sended me naked pic. We go into a fight, I didn't want to tell her who sent me those pic, so she told me to move out.At least now I wouldnt be tempted.A few month later, someone knocked on my door. I went to open it, and there was Anna, in a wonderfull black dress. She came in, removed her dress. Underneat was a complete black garter and stocking set with an open bra to reveal her perfect. . Chance..." thought Wraith, looking up at the psi- dampening helmet Tashiro wore, 'If only... If only I had... HANDS!'With that, the little ghost's spherical body glowed with a brilliant white light, all but blinding the remaining spectators, who cheered as they realized what was happening."Huh?" managed Bow as she glanced over at the ghost, half startled as he began to grow to more than twice his former size."What he-?!" began Tashiro, his slow mind finally catching on as real worry entered. Der Brief warf aber weit mehr Fragen auf, als er beantwortete. Wer hat das Tagebuch geschrieben und wann? Wer hat es dem Museum gespendet und in welcher Beziehung standen sie zu mir? Welches Museum möchte nicht ein Originaldokument aus dem 19. Jahrhundert besitzen, und warum könnte ein Tagebuch „weder zur Ausstellung noch zum Studium geeignet sein“?Der beste Ort, um diese Fragen zu beantworte, schien das in Leder gebundene Buch zu sein, das auf meinem Tisch lag, und ich löste mit ziemlicher.