"I am no dream, silly mortal."You rub your eyes and sit up. You then notice a nude Elizabeth Gilllies standing in your kitchen."What the hell?"you ask... She steps toward you."Do not be alarmed, John Doe,"she said. "I merely took this form so that I could speak to you." What?"you ask. "Who are you? And why are you naked?" I am a god. A god of a lost civilization. As for my nudity, well, I understand that this... Elizabeth Gillies, as she is called, was the latest celebrity you have...pleasured. It was something neither one of us was ready for’ There was such genuineness and honesty in his words. I struggled trying to find a reply, breathlessly I whispered, ‘Sometimes I do too.’ Gathering my courage, I went on. ‘You weren’t alone, I wanted you just as badly.’ There was an energy between us, burning and consuming as the sun itself. When we were together, its rays would bring me a joy I had never felt. In ecstasy I would bask in them, hoping they would never end. I always knew they. "Thou hast a pretty dress," said Seso. "Didst thou have it embroidered at home?" Tryphera's robe was of a thin glaucous stuff entirely worked with large iris flowers. A carbuncle mounted in gold gathered it in folds on the left shoulder; the robe fell like a scarf as far as the metal girdle; a narrow slit which opened and closed at each step alone revealed the whiteness of the skin. "Seso!" said another voice. "Seso and Tryphera, come, if you don't know what to do. I am going to the Ceramic. "Wait till I give you my cock, baby. Then you can say it." Ohhhhhh..."Oh, she felt his cock, felt it rubbing up against her ass once more. She pranced her ass for it. She wanted to be caught like this then raped by that hard thing. Sucking in her lower lip and biting down hard Barbara pushed a hand under her belly, moving it back, back between her spread thighs. She could feel that thing settling down against her cuntal mound. Her juices were coating down the fat cock-head.And then there was.