”“Bridget what and where do you live?”Mom gasp, then said: “I’m Bridget Fuller and I live in Houston Texas.” Jake made a motion to her as ...o “come on” and she gasp again. “I live at 1355 Belford, Houston, Texas 77078.”“And what are your measurements, Bridget Fuller?”“36D-24-38”“Are those big fat 36D tits natural Bridget?”“Yes”“How much do you like men to see your big tits, Mrs. Fullert?”“I love men to see my tits. It really turns me on.”“What about your husband Will, does he like other men to. Hard"With sudden force he pushed the tip of his cock into my vagina. Another thrust and he began to push his cock deeper into my vaginal passage. His cock made my pussy feel even tighter than I remembered; well he was bigger than his father, but also warm and moist inside.His entire penis slipped into my tight pussy and we lay face to face on the table. As I moaned with the feeling of fullness in my belly he slipped his tongue into my open mouth and began to play with my tongue as if he was. I freeze, he doesn’t, he’s scanning me with a smile on his face and looking at all of me, I’m not sure what to do, he says nothing still, he raises his hand and places it on my left breast, caressing it like I’ve dreamt him doing so many nights in the past, he’s carefully playing with my nipple and as he looks at my other hand he slides the side of the panties over and with his free hand slides a finger deep into me with my little finger still in there, it’s too much for my young body to take. Her dream hill became steeper and steeper. She felt like she was losing her balance, as if on the verge of rolling down the hill. As dreams often do, changing from scene to scene with notice, Lindsay now found herself slipping from the edge of a 14 story roof. Startled, Lindsay awoke immediately. Her peaceful dream now in stark contrast to the actual nightmare she was about to endure. Lindsay hadn’t been sleeping on a hill. She wasn’t precariously balanced on the edge of a roof. Her.