.”“They have to ration, Finch. No idea how many people are here who might need to stay in this bunker for days or weeks ... It’s better than not...ing.”“Yeah, I know,” he said, “just saying...”“Where’s Logan, anyway?”Finch shrugged. “He was up before us, haven’t seen him all morning.”“You have to be quiet, Logan!” Hannah hissed at him, “someone is going to hear us!”They were inside the room shared by the twins and Logan could hear booted feet moving along the metal corridor. He held still, over. I slid close to her in our booth and feigned interest in her skirt. I reached over and asked where she got it. She was lost in the details of the purchase when I moved my hands on it and slowly slid my hands off it and onto her legs. She stopped talking and looked right at me.I barely moved my hand up her leg before she shivered and placed her hand on mine. I whispered to her that it was ok, let it happen. She looked at me with hard thoughts on her mind. Probably wondering if this was really. I came and came again. Not just three or four strong shots, but sustained blasts of jizz that erupted from the tip of my penis like a firehose. It was exactly as the fake futunari porn depicted it. Buckets of my hot warm jizz. Almost so much that I thought the drain in the shower would clog and overflow. As the orgasmic wave subsided, I melted onto a small bench in the shower's anteroom. I felt so spent, I had to rest. It must have been half an hour, and I think I may have nodded off. . ‘But they’ll be OK. Lise, you and I need to talk.’ ‘I…I know,’ she said. ‘Tim,’ Alex said, ‘why don’t you interview Luke? I’ll talk with Lise. And make sure there’s somebody with Billingham. We don’t want him doing anything stupid, not after all this.’ ‘OK, boss,’ Tim said. ‘Lise, why don’t you and I go down to the coffee shop?’ Alex said. ‘I’ll buy you a cup of coffee and you can tell me what’s going on.’ ‘All…all right,’ she stammered. ‘But…but could I…could I talk to Luke, first?’ ‘I guess.