The two women shuddered at his tone; the way he said it made increased competition for his attentions look a lot more attractive. Steve suppressed a s...ile at their expressions; it was exactly the reaction he'd wanted to provoke.Still cheerful, Steve asked the room monitor where Johnny Armstrong had been relocated to. Steve figured he'd start with the situation with the most potential for blowing up. When told that Johnny now resided with Andrew Smith, Steve's eyebrow rose. He didn't explain to. .. but a fantasty about my mother, my mom... the woman who raised me... who loves me... who dances nightly in my dreams... I can't! I can't! How can something so wrong be making me feel so good? How can a dream be ruining my marriage? How can I want to cum for my mother?Overcome with guilt, I take my hand off my erection, and try to get some sleep.Not surprisingly, the dream comes again.This time, as I kneel on the floor, semen spurting from my cock, splattering on her shoes, I'm sure I see her. I caught her hair and started to deep throat her. She was getting choked and was telling me to stop.I made her sit on the table and started to rub my cock on her pussy. She was getting damm horny and shouted at me to fuck her. I inserted my cock. She was really tight. My cock couldn’t enter fully inside her. She was screaming a lot, taking my name. After a few slow strokes, I got fully inside her.Her reaction at that time was priceless. She was going to shout but I kissed her. I started to fuck. ‘Bring over some of that good Scotch I gave you last Christmas, we’ll have a nice dinner and share a few. My latest …. ‘ Michelle sighed ‘ … well, she bailed on me a few days ago.’ Alex had never liked Michelle’s latest lover, Andrea, who she’d met at a Bi-Nightclub Michelle liked to attend. Andrea had been there with her boyfriend, Karl. After a few weeks, Andrea had split with Karl and began sleeping with and — doing wilder things — with Michelle. ‘So, where did Andrea go?’ Alex asked her..