Can feel my panties getting wet, and then I realize I must have cum and fallen asleep, and I am now having a wonderfully weird dream.In my dream, My h...nd continues to massage my clit and I feel my fingers start to trace the outline of my pussy lips, my panties are soaking with my juices, I slip my fingers under the edges of my panties and can feel my lips as I trace my them with the tips of my fingers. They move slowly upwards to where my clitty should be. As my fingers move across it I almost. I was staring ather pussy as I finished cumming. Even though I had masturbated and came, seeing that beautifulpussy, was just making me hot again. I sure wished she wouldchange positions. Within minutes, she did change positions.She pulled her leg down from the back of the couch, rolledover on her back and laid their spread eagle. Her skirt waswrapped around her waste. She had on a thong a clean shavedpussy and I could see it all! Her shirt had risen up a little,enough to show a little soft. I’d never been to Pearl Harbor. There are tour groups all over the place. I chose one that seemed to be reputable and early in the morning, boarded their bus in front of the hotel.I have objected to violence, including but not limited to war, all my life. When I write about violence it is physically painful to me. War, especially, is a wasted effort in which old men thin the herd by sending young men to battle. At least the elk in Yellowstone face their rivals in one-to-one combat. Our old and. I laid down on the bed and grabbed the lube out of the drawer, poured some into my right hand, and began stroking my hard 5 inches. I had my eyes closed and was moaning lightly, writhing my hips up and down while fantasizing about my mistress pumping her hard cock in and out of my sissy ass. I nearly screamed when I heard the bedroom door swing open. “What the fuck do you think you are doing?!” Mistress yelled at me. “Well I was just-“ I tried to get the words out in a panic but she cut me off..