He said that he assumed I dropped it intentionallyWe both laughed loud and that was fun…. Still the front door was fully open and sitting in the bed...naked. I asked my husband to come me and said to leave the door open and we will have some sex…. With all the behaviours till now I though that idea might me interesting with a fear some one might walk in as we have sex… My husband appreciated the idea and came to bed removing all his dress.I stopped him and said, rules are rules… You be my. There were vague after-images of things, people, places, but nothing really coherent. Instead, he recalled emotions. Fear, anxiety, happiness. Sometimes, rare times, he realized he was dreaming while the dream was unfolding, allowing him to take control of things. Those dreams were the shortest, as if his mind didn't want him directly connected to his subconscious. So as he woke that morning, he wondered exactly what it was that was happening. Was he dreaming? If so, he could do. She'd knew that she and her husband Ron would probably fuck again when she got home that night but right now the only lover she cared about was the one filling her cunt full of deliciously big cock."Oh yeah, give me that fucking hard cock, fill me, fuck me, ngghnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn, yes, oh yes, do me as hard as you can," she begged as she felt hot sucking lips close over her hard sensitive nipples. Janet pressed her chest upward, trying to force as much of her full rounded breasts inside her. You can't get out of what we call our cult." Cult?" Heather asked nervously."It's not a real cult, it is a group of like minded people who are more than friends. We would die for one another to protect our lives, rights, and freedoms. You are in good company. We consider the Governor of Ohio, the US Secretary of Defense, and several other so called "important" people in this group. None are more important than you and you are no more important than they. That is the way it works."As the evening.