Jesus, Ken, I'm glad this is only a dream... "He licked up the crack of her ass, then back down, returning to her backdoor for more of the same hot tu...n-on he'd been giving her.I'd never do anything like this in real life, Tricia told herself, but considering that I'm asleep and dreaming it all, it really is sort of exciting. It must, she supposed, have been planted in her subconscious by the weird turn that their last night's fuck had taken. She'd never even fantasized about asslicking. I fired up my favorite little game. After some time the Lord grew louder, the room next door could hear laughter and loud comments. When I went there I found out that Ms. Lucy and Kasia upiły perhaps a little wine. They began to laugh at stupid everything and everyone. Miss Lucy called me and asked if I like you Kate. I was terribly embarrassed that question, but I said that, yes, and Mrs. Lucy said that Kasia can not please me because I did not have a shaved pussy.Hearing these words, I was. “Is that it, baby? Are you imagining your wife’s naughty pussy getting stuffed? When you heard me moaning on the porch, what did you imagine? Did you imagine me bent over the railing with a fat cock in me?”My face burned as my mind swam in a bewildering cocktail of arousal and jealousy. Suddenly, as if possessed, I rolled over and threw the blankets off of us.“Oh my!” said Amy. “Looks like somebody is awake!”She lay there fully clothed, looking up at me, her legs splayed and arms over her head,. She leaves a little on the fingers of her left hand and smears my lips with her deepest grool flow, she gives me a wild, rough, possessive kiss not only on my mouth but of my soul. As I feel its hot and sweet taste in my mouth after my dreadful humiliation, I know, with frightening clarity, that I am crazy with passion for Gabriela.“Now, I take off the metal necklace and release your hands. You are free to do whatever you want with them. But I want my pleasure, so lower your head and I will.