Your lips invited me to kiss them, which I did, softly at first, and then stronger, with more passion.As with dreams, things moved at a different pace... The power of dreaming removed all of our clothing with none of the usual fumbling and clumsiness that is involved... just sudden intimate nakedness. A white fluffy rug was covering the floor in front of us - it must have been there from the start, but did not become a detail until this point in the dream. The wine bottle and glasses were. “Of course you did. You always do. We both know you, kitten. You don’t make mistakes. You’re too fucking smart for that.”His hand slapped down again, cracking against my tender ass. I pressed my cheek against the cold dressing table and sucked in air, trying to count. It felt like more than twelve. With each strike, the air was knocked out of my lungs and before I could get it all back, he’d have spanked me again, leaving me gasping. Two dozen? I couldn’t count. I couldn’t think. I felt his. We went up to our rooms, and stored the instruments there.It was almost dinner time, and I suggested we eat at the hotel. Everybody agreed, and we had a great meal.When we returned to the lounge later, we silently set up.I noticed that the lounge wasn't that crowded, and the average age of the patrons was about thirty or forty. This confirmed what the manager had told me.I decided to let Kristen start with Summer Wind. During dinner, she told me that this was a song her parents really enjoyed. Heading to the basement, I grabbed one of the drinks on the table, knowing that's where the real fun was at. Down in the basement I pushed past the half naked people dancing and moved to the back wall were knew Rachael was waiting. I walked up behind her and pulled her back so my erection was against her ass. "Hello to you to" she turned around and gave me a quick kiss. I pulled her towards the dancing and took of my shirt. We danced for a few before I grabbed her hand and lead her out the.