. Up, Down... she continues this... fucking my tongue... Up and Down. As she impales her wet pussy onto my begging tongue, slamming my lips and face, ...he matches it with my cock, pulling me still deeper into her mouth. With each blow on my hardened tongue, I can feel my cock slide deeper into her mouth, filling her as she coaxes me deeper into her throat. I hear her moan again, and know her climax is close... my hands grasp her hips ever tighter and with each stroke, I pull her deeper against. Her dreams were strange and disturbed. She was in the kitchen, directing traffic as usual but someone had spilled something on one of the ranges and was causing a stink. Then the dream morphed to something more ominous that was all sounds and strangeness, it was the kind of dream that comes to get you during the night, leaving little or no explanation and little or no sense but only a vague feeling of unease in the morning, when it is remembered, if it is remembered at all. Lately, Kate. I loved it. She continued and her exhibitionism really came out. She would turn away from me and then fall backwards, waiting for me to catch her. As she did, her legs would fly apart, and the entire room could see her bare cunt. The crowd was watching intensely.Thirst overcame us and we went back to our table. A fresh set of drinks suddenly appeared, and the waitress said it was from one of the tables across the room. I scanned the place then saw a group of locals holding their glasses. The held her tight so she couldn't move and they blared music so loud no one could hear her screams. She knew 3 of the boys but the one driving was someone new, he looked older. Jordan the only black boy that went to their school was holding her on the right side. Fin, just your average trouble maker that has had to have failed 5 times was to her left. And no big surprise there Grant Rogers the Mayor's own pride and joy son in the passenger seat. The guy driving was a pretty big muscle looking.