..while I fucked her we spoke about the first BBC she had and how good it would be again. The next day she went to his desk to collect the tickets. Sh... told me that he chatted to her about the sites and how he loved her British accent. That evening we went to the theatre and then to a bar and had a bit to drink. After a few more mojitos was when she asked would it be ok for me to as chris up to our room.. I was so excited I would finally get to watch her get fucked. I wasn't present the first. ..), we rang the door-bell, knocked, tried everything, but to no avail. I was starting to feel just a little bit pissed off as I got into the car again, but Andrea simply said: ‘Then you can come to our place, you can sleep on our couch.’We soon arrived and got ready for bed. When I asked her where I should sleep (the couch was pretty small and full of whatnots), she pointed to the couch: ‘Either there ...’ and then to her bedroom: ‘... or there!’‘What about you?’, I asked, being a bit slow in. “God you smell good,” he said.Pieces of her hair cracked from all the spray she used. “I wonder if you taste good too.” He found the hem of her skirt and yanked it up.She found her voice again. “N-no no, s-s-s-stop. Please. Stop, d-don’t do that.” Her hand came back to push him away, but he twisted it hard behind her and laid back down.“Don’t do what?” he asked with a grin. “You mean this?” he felt the entrance of her pussy and dug a finger in between her lips.“Yes!” she cried out. “Please!. That part was played by me. In my dream, I was the one worshipping the cock. In my dream, I was the one being fucked. And in my dream, I was the one with a cum-covered face when Dr Green was finished. Looking down at my cock I noticed that in real life my cock was hard as iron and I was so turned on. I lay on the bed wondering what happened. Never in my life had I thought about a man as being a sexual being and I now found myself in bed with an aching cock and an unquenchable desire for cock. I.