.”Rubbing her shoulder, Burke responded, “It’s ok. You’re safe now.”Nodding, she suddenly noticed his leg. “Oh my god! You’re hurt!”�...Nah, it’s nothing,” he tried convincing her, but his wincing at her touch was too obvious.“That is most definitely NOT nothing! Come on, to bed with you.”The ship now on autopilot, she brought the injured Jedi to his quarters, seating him on the edge of his small bed. Inspecting his leg, the cut didn’t appear to be too deep, but the slash itself had nearly cut his. Feeling around the boxes of corn starch and baking powder, without looking, she located and pulled out a bottle of vegetable oil."I know what you guys do when you're looking at those magazines, you know," she said, removing the cap with her teeth and one hand. "I'm going to do it for you," she said while pouring the contents over my shorts. Her hands made an oozing, squishing sound as they worked the viscous liquid into the fabric against my cock."I'm going to masturbate you now," she announced. I mean, Doug. I promise."Somehow, I doubted he did. I harbored no illusion that Mike, as well assome other guys, would probably be unable to not ogle me. Hell, I ogledthis body plenty when someone else was behind the eyes. As long as theyweren't overtly blatant about it, I figured I could deal.However, the first guy who wolf-whistled at me was going home with apink slip.After I went over the day's assignments, a couple of the guys hungaround, rather than going straight to work. I smiled at them. Now I was ready to come with all the intensity that I had built within me for this past hour. I took the position I had planned on my left side facing the mirror and admired the well-tanned and oiled length of me, and all that was about to occur. I put a big pillow between my knees, lifting my right thigh to open my scrotum to touching and provide a fine view of my lean thighs. With my left arm under me I could easily reach up and massage my right nipple. My right hand was on my cock and.