.where they will be of wonderful use in your future relations with men… or at some time when you are alone and have the desire for relaxation. ‘Wh...n you awaken from your nap, I will give you a poem to keep as a souvenir. Whenever you read the line ‘… the sweetest of dreams…’ your conscious mind will understand that you had a pleasant night’s sleep here… and that really nothing unusual… happened between us. You can remember everything with your subconscious mind, but you cannot remember. He moved his mouth to her clit and began sucking on it as he finger fucked her wet cunt. He told her "Lift your hips and let me get my fingers deep in that wet fuck hole. I love the taste of your cream and the feel of that nasty wet cunt." He felt his cock begin to throb. He was long and thick with a huge set of balls. He got on top of her and mounted her wet cunt and shoved his dick deep in her wet hole. He was balls deep in her as he humped her hard and deep. She raised her hips to allow his. We always sat in the back because we always talked perverted and didnt want anyone to hear. Once my hand was all the way on his thigh. He started to move and I thought. He going to move it. But no. Because he thought I was asleep he put his hand in mine and our fingers intertwined. My heart jumped feeling the smoothness of his hand. I opened my eyes and he quickly moved his hand. I then started the conversation, Cameron? I asked his in a sweet sympathetic voice ya? he reply in a shaky voice. A long string of pre-cum went from his thick mushroom head to the towel glinting in the sun. He smiled at me and said looks like we have a mutual condition.I laughed and looked more openly at his cock now. Finally finding a good station he settled the radio down and we both listened to the Casey Kasum (sorry not sure on that spelling guys) Top 40. As I looked down the length of Grants body I realized he was very subtly dry humping his towel and the way his ass slightly clenched was an.