Again, it felt like something burst, this time through my dick.I’m just about out of it, but I do hear a cough and a gurgle, then a laugh. Kiki appe...rs, “Wound up were we?” I must have been, but at that point I really didn’t care about much, I just smiled an even goofier grin. She does ask, “Lick next?” She's going down my list, I’m too out of it to appreciate the question, so she climbs on the table and presents herself to me.I find enough brain power to do some good on her. She does seem to. Her dreams that night were conflicting. A tall Texan stranger, with a soft drawl, and kind face made his way into her subconscious. Her husband was there, encouraging her to live again, to love again, then he was gone from her dream, as surely as he was gone from her life. She woke early to meet her new friend at the boulder for sunrise. She was bound she was going to get some photos this morning, and hoped the colors would be as spectacular as she had seen in the past.He was up and dressed. Several pairs of lips press up against my skin, tongues are running up and down my muscles, fingers slide down to my stomach, near my waist, along my thighs, around my cock. Jenni lays down, legs open up, her pussy, the pussy I've dreamed out, jacked off to, the juicy wet pussy finally comes out to say hi. I slide my hard thick cock, so long it has a couple hands on it, I slide it inside Jenni. We grind against each other as the other girls continue kissing me, kiss each other, I thrust. “That’s me, yes, Lara’s husband. This is Lara’s phone, yes? Where is she?” My impatience redoubling, my grip on the phone returns. “You can call me Mr. Fairbanks. I have other names, but I would prefer Mr. Fairbanks.” ‘This one rushes nothing, does he?’ “Please, call me Mr. Lions. You’re Lara’s-“ “I’m Lara’s employer at Fairbanks and Sons, Darren. She’s worked here for a few years now, I believe.” ‘Is he playing games, now? ‘Darren’? He cut me off…!’ “Okay, so where-“ His steady stream of.