I don’t dream of a white picket fence or of green shutters. I dream of you sharing my home and happy to share my home. If that means a white picket ...ence, or if it means a made bed or plates for meals, then fine. But this is my dream home right now. I have Marilyn in my arms. The washed dishes make the dream better only because it satisfies you more.”“Andy, that’s quite romantic, but I’m serious.”“I’m serious, too. Look, I had dreams before I even met you. Those dreams, however, were about. ' James had me in such a tight grip I could barely wiggled my body, James told Larry 'drop his pants,' Larry looked at James with an incredulous expression. James repeated his instructions 'undo his pants...NOW!!!' Larry moved like some one turned on a switch. He quickly undid my belt and pulled my pants and underwear down to my ankles. Then he loosened James belt and James worked his pants down, his cock hard and stiff, poked between my butt cheeks. I twisted my body away from his probe and. They’re not acting out of any personal desire to do good.”Edraele studied him for a moment, then said quietly, “Are they as vicious and homicidal as I used to be? No, they are not. However, we’re talking about varying shades of black here, with all of them responsible for multiple murders. They are not kind-hearted women ... at least not yet.”He raised an eyebrow as he returned her look. “So you think I should actively change their personalities?”“Yes,” she replied, without any hesitation.. Then I told her to get on her knees, she did not understand at first, so I said it again. She obeyed, and then looked at me in the eyes while on her knees as I said "Go on" And as soon as I said that, she unzipped my pants and put all of my cock in her mouth, she started licking my balls and putting as much of my ball and cock in her mouth as she could. She was starving and finally found something to feed on. It was great, I knew she was a good slut, but had no idea she'd be that good at it, I.