As they rose up and their eyes met she knew in that instant that he was the guy she saw lastnight.he held out his hand uh my name's jordan,and u would...be oh sorry im isabella but u can call me belle if u like,ok kool so uh let me walk u to class i saw on ur schedule that its the same as mine okay that sounds kool with me so they were hurrying along and he reach over and grabbed her hand come on he said playfuly were gonna be late!!feeling very excited by his grabbing her hand belle started. I was totally surprised, and as always the smile just made me melt. She asked if she could come in, and who was I to say know... to her or anyone else on this night! Julie walked in, and handed me her jacket and purse, and she went straight to the kitchen and picked out a couple of beers from the fridge. This was nothing out of the ordinary as Julie and I would often share a beer or a glass of wine. I asked Julie what was on her mind... and again the smile. But then she started talking more,. She moaned loudly and started to shake as he pushed his enormous cock all the way inside her.As she did, the big drip of his cum detached itself from her pussy and dripped onto my lips.I licked them hungrily, and the taste of his creamy sperm took me over the edge and I started to spurt my cum high in the air.My wife clamped her mouth over my cock and I felt her mouth quickly filling up as I watched her lover's cock pounding in and out of her ass.Very soon I could hear him start to grunt over. She almost never said a word. Her eyes and her smiles did most of the talking. Her face and body only changed a little bit, often to adopt some feature of whomever I was currently fantasizing about. Sometimes she was a stranger that I had just met and couldn't resist, but other times it was clear that we had been friends and lovers forever. My shrink had offered the guess that Dream Girl was based on my perception of the girl that my mother was before I was born. It seemed like cliché pop.