I suddenly felt Lynne inhale sharply, then emit a low moan of pleasure. Since it did not seem to be a direct result of anything I was doing, I glanced...back and saw Ellen kneeling between Lynne's slightly parted legs, her hands on the insides of her upper thighs urging them further apart, her mouth tonguing Lynne's excited clit. Lynne was thrusting her hips upward rhythmically, each thrust burying Ellen's nose deep in the soft hair of her bush.I touched Ellen's shoulder again and indicated that. It was strange; I could feel his eyes watching me from behind, and I knew it was a man. When I turned, I saw that it was me... my male self... at the coffee machine, slowly pouring myself a cup! I almost dropped my own cup into the sink, as the shock of the situation revealed itself to me. Somehow in my dream, I had become Samantha! My dream state hoped and pleaded with my mind to continue the dream, hopefully in a more erotic setting. I wanted to go so far as to experience sexual stimulation. She entered the warm cocoon of his body, feeling him pressed against her, feeling so safe. Finally, the meal was over. Desi felt so full and content. she just wanted to curl up on a bed with Scott, take a long nap, and wake up beside him. But Scott had other ideas. He paid with a large bill, leaving the remainder for a very generous tip. He helped Desi from the booth, pulling her close in an embrace that made her tingle. They kissed sweetly for a long minute, then walked out into the sunshine.. She grasped him and started to suck and lick him, realising she wanted to make him come this way, wanted him to know how she needed him. Tamara was coming, her hands stroking Daniel’s balls and bum.She heard Daniel’s breath quicken. She wanked him harder as she sucked him furiously.“I’m gonna come...” he grunted. But she didn't let him go. She clamped her mouth around him and felt his hot liquid fire into her mouth. She had never really been into this before, but at this moment it was as if.