"Mm, you feel so nice! I hope you remain mine." I'll always be yours," I groan, exhausted and breathless."Good. When you hand yourself over to me enti...ely on Sunday, I will never let you go," he whispers.His hands reach out to pull on my hair as he slams into me. He hasn't been this rough all week, and clearly, he's lost control of himself as he dominates me. Finally, with a growl, he releases my hair then wraps his arms around me, possessively and cums inside me, biting down on my shoulder. Oh stop that, the dark thing just vanished! said a fairly scared sounding Jessica.What how could you know that it's what the dream Jessica was saying. Maybe I'm still dreaming! I made every effort to wake myself up but I stayed where I was. I tried the usual tests to see if I was dreaming but it seemed I was awake.I said it only a few moments ago and you were blabbering about a dream!I don't understand. If I wasn't dreaming then what was going on? How come I could see in that room and was. “Can I see it?” Rosie asked. I looked at Eve. “You’re on your own,” Eve commented. Rosie looped an arm under my arm and smiled. “You know,” Rosie commented, as we headed back through the house for a trek next door, “You’re cute.” I knew it was probably the liquor talking. Rosie accompanied me next door, hanging on to my arm as we traversed the grass in the yard. Stepping into my house, I got a closer look at her. She was drop-dead beautiful, with her curly jet black hair and voluptuous. Again, nothing. Not even a dirty image of us rutting around after she called me ‘sir’ passed through my mind like it usually did. “Yes, I need to find something for my girlfriend.” “Girlfriend?” she said, not even bothering to hide the disappointment in her voice, “Well what did you have in mind then?” My mind raced as I looked around. Cheetah print, leather, rubber suits, sheer teddies, I just couldn’t decide. “Maybe something a little slutty?” She prompted, wiggling her perfectly arched.