Oh hell, I don't know what to think," he said in frustration.Sammy reached behind her to touch his cheek. "I know," she replied softly.They were quiet...for a few minutes. Then Sammy asked, "Bobby, we were so freaked out last night about... you know, the dream we both had... that we didn't talk about your dream about your dad. Can... can you tell me about it?"He hesitated, if only for a moment. "I guess so. I've only told Mom about it before... I was standing on a pitcher's mound," at this Sammy. His tongue found her nipple and it hardened as he sucked on it, hearing her moan so softly. She lifted herself off the sink slightly and pulled up the dress so it was now around her waist, “Fuck me.” She whispered, and as he looked up he saw her head was leant back and her eyes were closed. Her exposed thighs were milky white and looked incredible, and he saw she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Her eyes opened and she found his belt buckle, unbuckling it quickly and unzipping his pants. Her hand. I’m not too good at making friends. Not that it is to say I’m awkward around people or that I can’t find a way to talk or be social, I would say it more so like people just don’t really... appreciate me. Yea, something like that. It’s funny too, had you been with me since I first started first grade you would totally call me out, thinking I’m joking, lying, asking for attention, and maybe I am and I would totally get that. Some people seek for attention and I see the appeal in it, but me? I. (It’s mathematical sex…just kidding.)As he remained holding her right tit in his right hand, he left her left tit, rubbed her down to her pussy and started rubbing it fast, to which she responded with a scream that was even louder.“Aa….Ah! Oh god, oh god, oo….oh!” She exclaimed as he stopped rubbing and she squirted multiple times.“Oh my god, I’ve never come like this ever in my human life,” she said as he stopped banging her, held her jaw by his right hand and pulled her head into a deep kiss.