Taking her wrists I guided her over to the bunk beds, turned her round and placed her hands on the top bunk rail. Reaching for my bag, on the bunk I s...ipped into a side pocket and withdrew a length of silk rope. She glanced up momentarily, then bowed her head forward, the locks of her hair falling over her breasts.I gently tied her wrists to the rail and let go my grasp.“I want savour all your beauty and sweet body” I sexily said.She was stood upright, legs together slightly crossed, all naked. I reached down and started to finger her cunt, running fingers in side and back up to probe her clit.It was like I pushed a switch because she dropped our cocks and sat up. She pulled me into her and pressed my mouth to hers. Rusty went behind her and started to run his tongue behind her ear. I felt him push against her ass and begin to grind. On that cue, I worked my way down her neck, kissing, licking and sucking until I had her tits in my hands and pulled them into my mouth. Having it served. I don't want that, do I? I know my heart races at the thought, because every time I have this dream, that's the part when I wake. Every time her husband places his hands on my hips, grins at me, and opens his mouth wide to swallow me, I wake up. Just like that. Every fucking time, I wake up. I've had that dream three times in the last week. Three times this week, I have taken my cock in my hands, squeezed my eyelids shut, and played that dream over in my head. "Mmm, Paula. You want that? You. "That's all right" she said. "I don't mind at all. But can it get larger than that?" "Of course, but Id have to work on it to get it right up". "Well, do it but it might be better if Muriel does it for you" Ted said. "Shed have to agree to that. She may not like the idea". "Oh. Id like to but I mustn't make you cum". "Why not?" Ted asked her. "You can if you like". "Ive never masturbated anyone but you, Ted. Id like to make cum but he may not want me to do it". "Oh, please do it". I stood up in.