She then walked into the room and closed the door. I closed my eyes.I slowly felt her small hand enter from under the covers and work its way to me. ...There was a pause...did she know I was awake?Then I felt a warm hand on my balls, gently cupping them and massaging them, I heard her breathing change. She was getting horny. She then moved to my cock. gently taking hold, she began to wank it, the hardness starting. It wasn't before long before it was full length and thickness. I heard her. It was hard to explain the difference in the sensations, it was like… fucking Alice was like eating raw cookie dough, fucking Holly was like eating the cookies fresh out of the oven, and fucking Donna was like eating the cookies after they cooled without having to make them himself. Ok, that was a terrible metaphor, but Isaac couldn’t think of a better way to describe it. He had known this woman for years, he respected her, and now she was on her back with her legs spread, begging for his cock.. He doesn't need any more encouragement and puts another finger in me. Without stopping his activities, he stands up. A third finger is added. Slowly he pushes them deeper into me. I pull my buttocks further apart and push my ass backwards. This is the signal for Wesley to go one step further. The fingers disappear out of my ass and I feel the big dick of my neighbour's uncle against my opening. The preparatory activities have been sufficient. Wesley pushes himself all the way into me at once.. No one would talk about the end of the vision.Stepping outside the sweat lodge, William felt weak and extremely tired. He had gone three days without food or sleep. He returned to the stream and washed the sweat from his body. The cool water against his hot body chilled and refreshed him. One of the men who had waited outside the sweat lodge handed him a bottle of sports drink and said, "Drink this. You'll feel better."Smiling his thanks, William accepted the bottle. It was lukewarm, which was.