” Kasey added as her hand snaked down my stomach and felt my hard, raging cock through my pants. Kendra was beautiful and had such a sensual, sexual...way about her. Very different from Kasey, but no less wonderful and no less all consuming. Where one was forward and bold, the other was shy and demure, and both were equally amazing and additive. Kendra so giving and willing to please, she loved just to have me lay back or stand there as she pleasured me. She loved it and it was so wonderfully. I'd come across him through another sailor who had told me about him; about how amazing he was. "He'll milk your fucking balls dry!" He went on to say: "But, he's gonna make you work fucking hard to get there! There's no free orgasm with him. None. But, your gonna LOVE how you get there! He's gonna wring you out, buddy. Like you 'aint never been wrung out before! I mean it. You gotta go over and try it yourself sometime. Seriously. You'll LOVE it, man." So, I was understandably intrigued by my. " Hold the torch for a few minutes while I put the screws in and then you can go inside and get warm." It was then he realised she probably couldn't. The house was totally electric and the power was off and had been for fourteen hours. The window had probably been out for most of that length of time too so the rain and icy wind would have chilled the house completely. Ms. Jones didn't seem to hear him but dully held the torch while he fixed the panel. "That'll do for the time being," Eric. ’ ‘From what you’ve told me and what I’ve seen of him, he doesn’t strike me as the type to settle for a consolation prize in a situation he is likely to see as a resounding defeat.’ ‘Gee, thanks. I’m a consolation prize.’ I was miffed. ‘Having you work for him is a consolation prize compared to breaking us up. And his failure to break us up, so far, is a resounding defeat.’ ‘What do you mean by ‘so far’? Is there something you’re not telling me?’ ‘No. It’s something I’ve just told you, but you.