The stuff she was wiping me off with felt so damn cold and good.Then I watched as Alex held her cloth up for her mother to put alcohol on it. She wipe... my hand clean, wiped my arm up to my shoulder, across my throat and chest, and down the other arm to my hand.I tried to smile up at her and I knew I was stupid because she couldn’t see me. I caught her hand and brought it up to my lips so she could see me smiling at her. She smiled back, felt down my arm, took my hand in hers, and held it and I. Brian and I gently lifted their legs and prepared to slide our cocks into their warm wet pussies.I entered Leyla slowly, gently running my hands down her thighs. I began to pump my cock gently in and out of her pussy while ever so slowly moving my hands up her body to her big, soft tits. That is when Leyla reached up and grabbed my arms and pulled me down to her.“Hey, Brian gives me love. I don’t need you to make love to me, I need you to fuck me,” Leyla whispered into my ear.This was all the. The pain turned to pleasure as I suddenly jerked my ass back, allowing his whole cock to enter into me. His shaft became harder inside me almost instantly. His hands tightened around my waist slamming me hard into his pelvis, over and over again. His breath quickened making my body tingle with pleasure and my pussy dripping with lust. "Let me get on top," I moaned. My pussy was aching for a release.He pumped himself inside me a couple more times before responding. He pulled out and lay down;. Morning. I slept well considering I had some particular dreams last night. She replied with a cute tone in her voice. I sat down next to her on the bed and looked at her as if to say what dreams? Without saying anything else she just lifted the blanket slightly and glanced down towards her legs. With my hand I had a feel of her pussy and just as I has suspected it was soaking wet. So I asked her What dreams were you having anyway? She smiled and said The sort of dreams where your blood gets.