Come on, honey,’ coaxed Eric. Although the idea was quite tempting, Rachel knew that she couldn’t leave the plot in the middle and go back to slee.... She also knew that Eric was desperate to have her. She could see the heat in his eyes, every time their eyes met. ‘I would love to, baby. But I just can’t leave the story unfinished. You know how it is. I don’t want to disappoint you. I hope you understand. I will be there in a few minutes. Why don’t you go and get cozy in the bed while I complete. “Oh, because it IS about you”, replied my friend as we headed out of the bathroom.We grabbed our drinks from the fridge and walked out to the small balcony. There was a gentle breeze blowing in off the water that made the humid evening very enjoyable. We must have looked quite the strange bunch out there dressed only in towels and a T-shirt. Fortunately, our location on the 7th floor put us well out of anyone’s view.“Ah, this feels good”, I said aloud as a gust of cool air blew against my bare. The “perfect storm” was occurring just offshore of the Carolina sand islands; the ship’s engine had failed, the until then meaningless hurricane had engulfed the vessel and there was nothing the Coast Guard could do to help. The few helicopters they could task to the effort would not be enough for a rescue effort and over the years since the War, Congress had allowed their fleet to diminish and grow old. A reporter was yammering on and on about how the plight of the children was worsening and. Jordan shuddered at the sensation. Jordan began to run her hand along the length of her prick, from her bloated balls to her flaring cockhead. Her fat fuckrod throbbed in her hand. Jordan began stroking the underside of her prickmeat with both hands. Jordan's cock was so stiff that it was vibrating like a tuning fork and that vibration ran up her arms and set her body to trembling in the same tempo. Jordan blew her warm breath onto the tip of her cock. The great cockhead flared out.