So the Dream Machine had finished it’s calculations of my physical limitations and it was now fully up to me what would happen in the dream. I decid...d I would dream it to be a month later, thus ensuring that the imaginary “Rachel” would be truly desperate for her first fuck.I was so excited at the prospect this implied that I forgot to look at the clock, and entered the dream after covering my crotch with a towel again.The classroom materialised around me and this time all twelve beautiful. I gave them a very rough and condensed version and I did not even finish part of it as there was too much to explain and I could tell I had lost them as I told about the formal dinner, so I recalled the events around the duel and that was well received. I also told father that I would not be here for long and that a ship was on its way to pick me up.Elena was quite disappointed I could tell but she told me that father was about to be engaged again with Sigfrida. I liked Sigfrida and I knew he. He loped off easily, filled with excitement of knowing he was to eat well.He came out into a meadow and saw it, limping badly from a poorly shot crossbow bolt in it’s hip.He guessed that it had been shot and ran and that the hunters had likely given up.He was yet inexperienced in the ways of the wolf.He coiled and released, in several bounds and a final leap, he took the stag in the throat. He whipped around with the deer in a iron jaw grip with enough force to snap its neck and bring it to the. That was the way I masturbated.I stood there with my legs spread and my cock sticking out, holding my shirt up and with my hand under her raised skirt fondling her bum and thighs. I told her how to do it just right, not squeezing too tightly or going too fast, so it lasted. Her thumb and forefinger in a ring caught the base ridge of my penis head exquisitely. I’d been masturbating most nights for about five years but this was like no wank I’d ever had. It took much longer than when I.