Michelle was on the prowl. She was a huntress and she needed prey. She scared me when it came to finding men. She would talk about how she liked thing... a bit kinky, and most men couldn't' satisfy her. I wanted to tell her I could satisfy her with that black strap on I have at home, but we had been friends for over a year since I moved here last summer. I left home to pursue my dream of becoming something different than just a normal person in my small town I lived in. Everyone knew each other. My erection was so uncomfortable; the front of my trousers looked like a miniature tent with my hard prick acting as the main supporting pole.As to be expected in dreams, the laws of physics don't apply and so found myself whisked away to the doctor's surgery. So one second I'm in my house and the next I'm walking through the entrance of the surgery. The entrance was typical of many modern surgeries: lounge chairs, sofas, the receptionist desk and some rooms off a hall which comprised the. "I'm sorry. I could call you back another time if you wanted." I felt myself suddenly growing moist which surprised me. Who knew a strange voice over the phone could make me feel this way this quickly."No, don't do that. I'd love to talk with you," I found myself saying and hoping my tone didn't sound overly excited."I was hoping you would say that," she said with a pleased tone.I was about to ask who she was but suddenly changed my mind. I decided to let the mystery build. "So...what would you. Diane, now hotter than ever, ripped her blouse off over her head followed quickly by her bra. On fire, and breathing very heavy she struggled to get her pants and underwear off over her plump ass. With rational thought a thing of the past she put a hand beside her sons thigh and carefully climbed up beside him in bed. Taking a deep breath, she knew the next move must be quick and flawless so she wouldnt back out and Robert wouldnt have the chance to object. Another deep breath then she quickly.