I like girls.”I looked into her eyes... BEEEEEP, BEEEEEP, BEEEEEP, BEEEEEP, BEEEEEP.“John, John, wake up, you’re dreaming.”I sat up, then fell...back onto the bed before I reached over and shut off the alarm.“Are you OK?”“Not sure,” I said quietly.I was not sure what was real and what was a dream. Lauren’s hand rested on my shoulder.“John?”“Yeah, I’m here.”“It’s six-fifteen.”She kissed me gently, and I kissed her back.“What’s wrong, John?”“Nothing. Just a nightmare. Happens occasionally. I’m. The velocity of his tongue making small circles on her clit increased what seemed like tenfold once he tasted her. He thrust what felt like two fingers into her gaping pussy hole, pushing them deep inside massaging her inner walls. He finger-fucked her sopping cunt; pumping his fingers in and out while his mouth locked on her sweet spot. Quenching his thirst for her hot liquid, he swallowed her flowing river of sweet nectar. He growled as he mercilessly plundered her narrow channel alternating. He'd developed this hobby after he started to work in a new job. As a part of his job, he was visiting hotels for selling his company's services. A few months after this job, the video nights had begun, and videos were always in a hotel room. “So, what does our talented director have for us today?” Paul asked, taking his place in front of the wide-screen TV. He used to be the most sexually active among us. Although he's loyal to his wife since 3 years, he would enjoy watching an authentic porn. I felt the cum rise from my balls and shoot up my shaft. Many times before, this is the time I pull out, but I didn't. It felt so good to be bad and keep my exploding cock in her unprotected pussy. I know I had shot at least two ropes of cum deep in her hole before I snapped back to reality and pulled out and sprayed the rest all over her stomach and tits. I dropped down beside her and we both relaxed. It was so intense, we both feel back asleep. A few minutes later, I got up to take a shower.