I started jerking it fast like before when I couldn't help it, which looked so hot right above him doing the same. Even after his unexpected move, the... mood definitely got stronger with me stroking myself just above the tip of his cock like that. I had to stop myself again or I would have blown my load all over him. I grabbed my dick by its base and bounced it up and down really quickly."Yeeahh," I sort of grunted under my breath, trying to hit his cock with mine for a few seconds. He started to. We don’t need the money for ourselves, or for our future. We’ve plenty, and we’re earning more. But the Messenger from Above and his apprentices do need money, to be able to help people. As in, think about what would happen if he dropped off a thousand kilograms of gold and a pallet full of cash in Jerusalem. Or at the Israeli embassy in Washington or Moscow, either one.”Now she was crying, ashamed of her reaction and how she’d yelled at me.I took her in my arms. “Don’t worry, my love. That’s. I found myself thinkingthat any band that had Fred for its lead singer would be a good one. Iwas determined not to get upset. I'd walked away of my own accord. Had Ireally expected the party to end just because I didn't want to be there?I grabbed a coke out of a cooler and sat down to listen. They playedsongs I'd never heard before and a few that we'd practiced to death. The new guy was good. He was a dedicated bass player and was far betterat it than either Fred or myself. I smiled as I. Everything I did seemed to be a blur as my mind was in auto-pilot while those lines just repeated. That is until, my phone buzzed with a message from my friend Ron."Hey man, you still on for later right? We'll just be waiting for you in the apartment, you can show yourself in. Jess is so ready to beat your ass one-on-one in Fight Alley." Right.." I thought to myself. Ron's girl challenged me to a match in that new video game they bought not to long ago, because I claimed I was better at games.