Please go slow...you're busting my butt...' Brad just grunted and continued to grind his penis into my aching bung hole. Brad rode me for an hour and ... half before he finally shot his load of man spunk into my butt. Brad was laying on my back breathing deeply as the door bell rung, Brad pulled his semi rigid penis from my bung and slapped my buttocks saying 'don't move, they want that pussy sloppy band ready to be fucked. Four guys between thirty and fifty came into the bedroom and quickly. It was one of those soft, long Lori-special kisses, with the sparks of electricity flowing between us, the soft probing touches of our tongues, and the pressure of her body against mine. I almost felt like saying ‘bugger it, let me give you that massage right now’, but decided I had to get home. Her kiss had left me with a huge, hard erection; I had to adjust the position of my stiffy so I could sit in the car seat.The thoughts of her, and the resulting arousal were still there when I got into. "Matt, we should just get to bed," I said as we embraced naked below the mistletoe.I could feel his north pole growing. "Matt, you don't think after what just happened..." was all I could say as Matt picked me up and lowered to the carpet right in front of the Christmas tree. "Shh," was all Matt said as he eased his hard cock back into me. "I see you've been fuckin good this year," Matt said with a smile as he started easing his huge cock in and out of me. He kept going. This time he was much. Maybe I should call her and tell her... Tell her what? He didn't even know what the hell that dream meant...Maybe I should just tell her to be careful... Careful of what? It would only scare her...Just go back to sleep... Charles shook his head and lay back down. He dozed ... fitfully.Diana was gathering up the papers from her desk to take home. She heard her office door open and she looked up to see a man who seemed familiar standing in the doorway.The hairs on the back of her neck stood up.