It might have something to do with the sexy thoughts you were half dreaming about. You run you’re hands down yourself as you stretch, feeling the t...red muscle lengthen and pull. It feels good to do so. Again you open your thighs, this time wide to totally expose your sex to the sun. Oooohhh, the breeze across your pussy feels good; it starts to heat up even more as the warmth radiates through your body. Your nipples start to tingle just a bit as the urge to be touched becomes stronger. . "Why do you keep telling me to 'fly the road'?" I asked next, "I'm not a bird, I can't fly." More than just birds can fly, Sean. You need to learn how to fly the Road, as it will bring you to where I am so that your training can begin in earnest."I still had no idea what he was talking about. Yes, we were having a dream conversation, but one of us wasn't understanding, and I decided to tell Charles so."Listen, Charles. I know the words you're using. The order you're putting them in is even. There was no longer any question of what would happen,just how often. As I drove the boat towards a desertedsection of the lake, Paul and Mark used my wife timeand time again. Paul was first. Not ten seconds afterher bikini bottom passed her ankles; Paul had driveninto her in one stroke and was slowly pumping in andout of her sopping cunt. Up until now, Mark had displayed remarkable patience,but that was about to end. When Annette opened her eyesto see what was rubbing on her face during. He laughed and told me to suck it properly. I took his length deep into my throat. Holding his cock base, wanking his shaft, I licked and sucked my way around his 8 inches. "Good girl Sam" he encouraged. Wanking him harder now, tasting his pre cum at his slit, I was electrified. My pussy was constricting around Scott's cock, tightening around him, pulsating against him. I was rocking back onto him, ensuring I was getting his full length inside of me. I could feel his balls slap against my lips.