It made my legs weak. I was entranced by the sensation as she used her other hand one me. She rubbed around my hard thick cock, then gently wrapped he... fingers around it. Even though she barely tugged on it, it felt like I was going to fall onto her. I had to brace myself against the wall before I fell over. I watched her moved her hands for a minute. Then she asked if I could just look into her eyes as she stared back at me while fondling me. It felt amazing. Mal looked into my eyes and the. A sharp looking man caught my attention, he was staring my way with a look of pure interest. Now I'm not one to boast, but I knew for my age, I looked damn good and the way I dressed only accentuated my looks. Without thought of any thing happening today I had worn a rather revealing white blouse and a loose short skirt and as was my usual, no knickers. A bit emboldened by the quick shot of alcohol I hitched my skirt up just a bit more before standing up to lean over the bar to order another. ’ ‘Well is it more or less?’ ‘Depends, but lately I can’t get it up anyway, that’s why Diane left, she tried her best, but it won’t play ball.’ Pete sniffed and two tears tracked his cheeks, Sally lifted her hands and cradled his head and wiped the tears away with her thumbs. ‘BB, you are going to be fine, I know you’re deeply hurt, but you will find someone who will love you and appreciate you for what you are. And that’s not in some porno version of reality which says all girls like huge. "Io." I'd make one more try then. "Do you have any way to demonstrate that your story is true?" No," she said. "No more than you have any way to prove that Martinez is more than a trick of your mind." That was an honest answer, I didn't really expect any proof, but a faker would have a better answer prepared. "I, however, believe that the Master Chief is real. I do not know how he can communicate with me. But you, Zeus, cannot communicate directly with me, you must use speech – and speech only.