He did successfully pique Michael's interest, and he thought he'd try out his new cell-modem which Dr. Carson had installed in him, the previous day. ...ogging into his BellSouth.net account, he brought up his own, internal, Netscape browser to do a search on it.However, Dr. Carson wasn't exaggerating when he mentioned the connection would be slow – 33.6kbps was as fast as he was getting and the project pages took an immensely long time to download.While reading up on COG, he logged into. I guessed they were about eight inches long and not surprisingly rock hard. I continued to tug on them for a little while until both men relinquished my over stimulated tits and moved out of my reach. I then felt hands sliding up my inner thighs, pushing my legs further apart and then applying exacting pressure on my vulva. I moaned softly and felt my back arching involuntarily as the fingers traced the crease of my vulva. I could feel I was wet, so very wet. My legs were bought back together. Phil watched the battle unfold for a moment, then shouted something else unintelligible—”Halt!”—in dragon. He and Abe both lifted their arms as the battle ceased.Phil turned back to the crowd, still wearing his helmet when he shifted to the side after a warning cry from Tristan, just in the nick of time.Two berserkers attacked Phil from the back. One hacked at his neck with his sword—aiming for his jugular, while the other plunged his into Phil’s back, aiming for his spine. Both. Rohan flicks his eyes at me, and I think I detect a flash of jealousy, but he loves Shweta and is willing to do anything to give her pleasure. I don’t want him unhappy, so I take one hand off Shweta’s foot and lift one of his feet and start massaging it. He closes his eyes and sighs with pleasure. Shweta opens her eyes and gives him an amused glance, then says, “I knew you’d love it, sweety.” She tousles his hair affectionately.I let the feet I’m holding drop, then drip more oil on their.