I jumped myself to Cloudburst and my Hurlon form for a few hours of deep quiet. I let the song of Hurlon contentment work at my center until it could ...old itself again, and then I jumped back to Earth and the empty room where a few hours earlier, Chris and I had discovered new heights and then some.In the midst of the chaos, no one had thought to even straighten the bed, let alone pull the sex-soaked sheets off. With a frown I shrugged and pulled the Dream Stuff around me and let the reality of. Our cheeks pressed together. My hands moved on his back as he nuzzled my neck. One hand on my upper back and one on my lower back pressing me against him. There was no mistaking his arousal any more than he could mistake my approval when I pressed against his erection.I felt Stan kiss me lightly on the neck. We were barely dancing as we stood in one spot on the dance floor. I had my arms around his neck as we kissed. We were still kissing when the music ended, and the lights came on.It was. Friends moved, and one died in a plane crash. We did not know how to recruit new open minded friends. But then two buddies, Doug and Phil invited me to go to Sturgis. For the uninitiated, the Sturgis Motorcycle Rally, in South Dakota was the main event in motorcycling (If you rode a Harley), a week long party with motorcycles. We had two motorcycles. Hers was a Yamaha 2007 YZF600R and mine was a Yamaha YZF-R 1000, but I couldn't go. On the other hand, my wife, Sara, could ride her bike very. She took it whole to the back of her throat, feeling it choke her, feeling on the edge of gagging, feeling overwhelmed by the erotic power of this space between pleasure and pain.She sucked it hard, moving faster, his cries getting louder. She ripped off her shirt and buried his cock between her tits fucking him with them and licking the tip of his cock when it emerged from its journey through them.Taking his cock in her hand, she slowly moved to his balls, taking each one into her mouth,.