When I sleep at night, I had been dreaming of Chris and that encounter over and over.I had been having sex dreams of Chris often. One night, I dreamt ... was chained like an imprisoned princess from the ceiling when Chris was this masked hero. I imagined his mouth sucking and licking my breasts as he rescued me and then he took to his hideaway and passionately had sex with me.Meanwhile, Fred was getting ready to leave for his trip. He was going to be gone for a couple of days, 3 weeks to be. ”Omega felt hands grab his hair and suddenly he could not breathe, there was a cock down his throat and it was not pulling out. Omega tried to push but Pete came behind and pulled his arms away. “Cuffs next time” He heard Pete say and just when he was about to pass out he was allowed air. He gulped and just that fast he found his mouth being used to masturbate with. He did not suck or set the rhythm, he was just a warm wet hole, a receptacle for a man’s cock. He had done this plenty to women he. I heard squeals from Jen. It sounded like Julie was biting her, urging her on, then I saw Julie’s hands move. One went for a breast. Tweaking the nipple. Jen groaned, then squealed again. Then the other hand moved. Would she? Could she? She would, and she could, and she did. She rubbed her middle finger in the slobber she was making into Jen’s crack, then eased that finger slowly but surely right up Jen’s butt hole. Jen screamed, then came, right into Julie’s mouth.Shirley nodded toward Julie’s. ’ As she held out my book bag.’Well gimmie a moment to get one.’ I said in a hurried tone. ‘No we gotta go.’ Karen whined and protested. She started doing some form of pee pee dance that stated she was in a hurry. Giving an exasperated sigh I pulled on my top and grabbed a brush pulling it through my hair. Fucken hell. So I was going bra-less after all. Lucky I have a couple in my school locker. Pulling my bag in front of my chest I dashed up stairs on Karen’s heels and raced through the.