I would start to fuck my hand and let my dick slide back and forth through my hand. I would make it feel like I was in a pussy. My hips would thrust b...ck and forth. I would lose control and my pace would increase and I could see the head of my dick swell as I felt my cum being pumped through my shaft, and then it would squirt out into the air and land on the floor. I would jerk four or five times. The sensation was electric. I often wished that someone would walk in and see my cum jetting. “I do not wish to risk any more lives than we have to,” Eisley says hesitantly.“I can do the recon,” Gunnar offers.Eisley looks up and gives him a weak smile. “No. I need you here.” She looks back to the major. “Send a team and get started on upping our defenses. The last thing we need is to get caught off guard.”“Yes ma’am,” Zola says, spinning around to leave.At that moment the ground begins to shake. At first it feels like an earthquake.“What’s going on?” Eisley asks.“Earthquake?” Stone. Servants dressed in silver chains and flowing scraps of white cloth, male and female and each more beautiful than the one before, spread out through the hall in pairs. One carried a silver tray heaped with delicate bowls of food or polished cups of drink. The other trailed behind carrying ... a bucket.Logan settled onto an empty couch and cautiously accepted a drink that tasted like some kind of dark, smoky wine yet burned going down like whiskey. He made a mental note to consume very little of. I should warn you though. Nobody else you get at this time of the morning would treat your car with the respect it deserves.”Kelly grinned joyfully. “You’re a lifesaver!” she sighed. “I should say right up front, I have no money on me.”The driver grinned back. “Not a very good night at the casinos, huh?”“Something like that.” Kelly smiled sweetly. “My husband thinks I’m with my sister. Otherwise I’d call him. He doesn’t approve of me gambling. He swears I’m an addict. That’s why I don’t dare.