Some of them were so vivid. Every now and then, she'd find herself exceptionally horny and sore, as if she just made love to someone, but could not re...ember it. But those dream? A young man? He was rough. Violent even, but bestial in his way. It was exciting. Once, she found herself masturbating on her bed, having no knowledge of when she began. Was it a dream? Or a memory? In either way, she felt amazing, even if she didn't know why. #Kevin watched Margo sleep. She was naked. He made sure of. " I paused. "Maybe..." I sighed. "It's weird..." Not at all baby," she told me. "Do you want to nurse here, or after Idress you?"I began peeing right then some more. "Maybe after you dress me... I keeppeeing..."She laughed. "If that's the only reason you want to wait, I don't mind alittle pee."I blushed. "I do though?" Okay," she said to me and sat up. I watched her reach over and unplugthe tub before standing up with me in her arms. She dried us both offwith a towel before laying me on my back. With the click of the bedroom door telling me she had left, all I could do was slump to the floor in front of the bathroom and cry once again. This time I really didn’t want to do the math as my mind kept screaming ‘sloppy seconds.’ My heart remained silent, knowing it had no place in this mess anymore. None of this was of my choosing, I never asked Mandy to step out on me. When she finally had Sarah, said that two was enough and that she was going to get her tubes tied, all I could do was. I kept listening to Clark, trying to detect any break in his snoring that would indicate that he was waking up. I let go of the cock with my left hand so I could rub my clit; I don't know why I did that, I guess I just thought it may give me more pleasure. God, I was right! I instantly doubled my pleasure, and by using just one hand now I was able to turn my shoulder down enough to allow myself a little more freedom of movement. I could actually hear myself down there as the cock made a.