Ohh,my nipples were so hard.MY nipples! Suddenly I was fully awake.It was dark... too dark to see, but I had no doubt at all that this was nota dream....When my dreams feel real, it's just the illusion of reality - thedetails are only there when I look for them. Now I could feel all thedetails: My face pressing against the pillow, with no stubble. My smoothlegs, so short that my toes could not reach the foot of the bed. My manpressing against my backside...As I lay there, he slipped one of his. We stayed for the rest of the evening, which had started with a sit-down dinner.After it was all over, we got a cab to take us to our hotel, where we celebrated with one another most of the evening.After a cab to the airport, we were back in Cedar City by dinnertime the next day.To welcome us back home, Dad had barbecued some burgers and hot dogs, and we all ate until we couldn't eat another bite.Things got into a groove in Cedar City, Dad going off to work, Mom doing housework and my sister. His hardness had not diminished. Now as he drew her up towards him, sometimes flairing the cheeks of her bottom, sometimes squeezing them, his dick drilled into her pussy with a rhythmic beat. Long and steady strokes, each one reaching deep up inside her, each one probing her innermost depths. His dick reached into her both bodily and mentally. It made its presence felt throughout her whole being, and now she found herself looking at him as he gave himself to her. No more did she. ” Our spirits came roaring back when Samantha returned on deck, wearing a bikini. The sun had long since gone down and the air was chilly and damp. Even though she had very little on, Samantha didn't seem to mind, and of course, she didn't get any complaints from us. With how sexy she looked, Tommy had trouble keeping his mind on the boat and getting us out of the harbor. Eventually, with my assistance, he did get the boat through the cut and into the ocean. It was a beautiful night with stars.