She must have sensed it too because she took her face away from my crack. I looked down between my legs once more and watched her lift her coffee mug....She had my cock pointed straight down into the mug as she stroked me with her expert hand. Then, I totally lost any control. Load after load of spunk shot down into the mug. It felt like I emptied five or six good size shots before she finally slowed and milked any of my remaining cum from me. She squeezed hard with each down stroke until I had. I used the liquor money to buy more liquor and other supplies. I also had a plastic shoe box full of cash. I kept it in a the bottom of a plastic tool box. It wasn't much of a place to hide it, but it had to do for a short term hiding place. I still had ten thousand in bug out money hidden in the car. My problem was the same as every other person selling an illegal product. I had way too much cash for the lifestyle I could afford on paper. Fortunately, I did it for the thrills not the cash. I. .. it is all the same.In this case, however, the angels had been very specific. We had only three years to prepare ourselves for battle with the forces of evil. A meeting was called in Rome. All of the leaders of all religions were invited and it appears that over 90% attended. The goal was clear. They must come up with a plan on how to best prepare themselves for the upcoming battle.One very persuasive leader ... it may one of the "false prophets" mentioned in verse 13, I don't know .... I couldn't help it though. I was still horny and more frustrated than ever. I even felt jealous of this girl. I needed to be fucked hard and deep so badly. My hormones had gone mad and I think I must have temporarily lost my rational mind. I just watched on.The girl got up and stood up and was turning around. I was nervous. Had they seen me? I felt embarrassed, ashamed and quickly turned to walk away."Hallo, please come back inside!" a voice shouted from behind me.I turned around and the door.