I nearly fell off my chair at this point and really had no idea what she had in mind, however I was intrigued so I waited 30 seconds and followed her ...own the corridor to the toilet. When I got there she was standing in the door, she waved me in and locked it behind me "I don't think we should be in here" I mumbled still not really sure what was happening, "just relax and be quiet" she said and then pushed me back against the door.She then smiled and droped to her knees in front of me, " Hazel,. With each thrust I was more accustomed to his size inside of my mouth. I could feel his body trembling as his monster cock kept pounding away at my mouth. My juices were flowing from me and I could feel them dripping down my legs. My erect nipples were hard and sensitive as they slid back and forth against his thighs.His hands gently reached for my head and held me tight to him. The rocking continued and his massive cock slid effortlessly in and out across my lips. I sensed his hands tighten on. In fact, I had another one of those dreams last night. It was the middle of the day when I arrived in Vegas. The sun was hot and high in the sky. I stopped the car in front of a house I had never seen before. Opening the door, the heat of the desert surrounded me as I tried to focus on the environment around me. The house was large and majestic. The front yard was a wide expanse of tropical trees and desert flowers. Walled flower beds overflowed in a riot of color. Frozen, as though time. Jean willingly obliged, her tongue darted, finding my open lips, sliding easily between, finding my hard little clit, flicking around, making her throb. Soon Jean was smothering the peak with her flexible tongue, lashing me enthusiastically. I felt her tongue thrust deep inside my throbbing cunt, so that I was crying out again and again, my convulsing love tunnel clenched at her burrowing tongue.Jean's pretty face drove further into my pulsating wet sex.My body was out of control, my climax.