Fantasizing! I have lost count of how many times I fantasized about my friends over the years, but the number must be up there with picturing myself s...aring an intimate moment with a studly canine. When they first discovered the true nature of my writing, they bugged me for days, wanting to know which of my many published fantasies were about them. But I never told them. There are just some things that are better kept secret. This fantasy is the only one they will ever have concrete proof is. I burst out laughing. ‘”No laughing!” he scolded. “This is a delicate surgery.” I felt him spread my ass cheeks wide. “Uh huh,” he said, “Just as I thought. I think I need to medicate the area.”I squealed like a pig and bucked like a bronc when he shot a cool hard windy stream of whipped cream up my asshole. Then he shot a long line of it along the whole crack of my ass. He spread my cheeks again and started eating.His tongue felt wonderful, and the feeling of it slipping in and out of my crack. I removed my bra and panty and lay back down on the bed. I needed some release.I started touching myself all over, squeezing my soft boobs with both my hands. I needed a strong man to squeeze them for me. And then I slowly slid my finger in my pussy rubbing it up and down all the way from my clit to my pussyhole. I was so wet, my fingers were making a squishing sound.Just then Rajeev had entered his bedroom and seen me pleasuring myself. He just stood there and for a minute I was shocked to let. . . . . Oh David, I don’t really know what I want or what I mean . . . . . . I just know that if I see you it will end up with you thinking that I’m stupid or something. It would be better if you just left me alone. Better for both of us.’ ‘No it won’t. It won’t be better at all. Stay there. Don’t move. I’m only about five minutes away. Will you wait?’ There was silence. ‘Will you wait for me?’ he asked again. She didn’t answer. ‘Please Keli, answer me. Will you wait for me?’ There was a long.