Yes, they always come at night when I’m asleep, but they aren’t ordinary, run-of-the-mill dreams. I don’t know how to explain it any better than...that.”“Okay. I think I understand,” he said musingly before continuing. “And, you’re right, they aren’t common dreams. I too remember everything about them, while I don’t remember many of my dreams, and when I do, I don’t remember much.”With his question asked and answered, I spent the next hour telling my story of war and its aftermath. The easy part. Then i'll tell him in front of all the other guys that i want him to screw my tight cunt really hard with his big cock. Or finger my fuckhole. Or pee on my face.Then i'll go up to the next guy that drops some bills and get on my hands and knees and tell him in front of all the other guys that i want to be spanked. Or fucked up my asshole. Or tied up.I'll also tell the guys to talk dirty to me and call me all kinds of names. Whatever names come to their nasty minds as they look at my naked. "How are you?" he asked."Tired, but doing well." Good to hear it. Sorry I can't stay and chat, but I've got work in the morning. I have to go to bed." Dad said.Although I was slightly disappointed I couldn't talk more with him, I said goodnight and he lumbered upstairs. Mom looked saddened at the lack of communication between Dad and I. After moment of silence, she said, "It's late. I think I'm going to go to bed as well. I put clean blankets and pillows on your bed for you. It's great to have. ‘I am so pleased that you enjoyed your time with us.’ He said sarcastically. ‘Amy please thank Cliff!’ I said Amy looked at me but then opened her mouth and sperm flowed down her chin. ‘Hank you ariry uch!’ She said as she tried not to lose too much of my cum. Cliff looked like he was about to faint while the little blonde turned deep red. We turned and headed for the door. ‘You may swallow now.’ I said as we stepped outside and I heard my slut swallow my load. The valet saw us come out and.