In the dream she was already naked and working in the kitchen. She was bent over the kitchen counter as Alan walked up to her, with her ass sticking o...t at a ninety degree angle. He just came in the room, dropped his shorts, and slid his dick into her asshole without comment. In the dream it was something he did to her many times a day, so there was no need for words or other preparation. "How was your day, dear?" she asked as he started pistoning into her rear, pounding harder and harder into. Walking over to the table, I place the milk bucket on the table noticing that there is a piece of straw floating the milk. Reaching in I pick it up, pull it out flick it away. Bringing my fingers to my lips, licking them slowly, sucking them dry from the milk. My other hand reaches down and cups my breast, gently then pressing in and squeezing. I grip the nipple in between my thumb and forefinger, squeeze, then pull, release. Squeeze, then pull, release. Using the same motions on my as I did on. They had heard it all before and had no intention of stopping.“Dad, I’m going to be a while before I cum, if you want to finish processing Melissa.”Hearing that, Fred took a power saw and separated Melissa’s head from her body. Then, using the same saw, he parted her sternum. Turning the body around, he ran the power saw down her spinal column separating her body into two halves. The sides swung apart each hanging by its own ankle.“Brad, put these sides of meat into the cooler and we’ll finish. I poked in a little more each time and finally fit my full nine inches in. I was almost to the end of her tunnel and I pulled her legs over my shoulders. I leaned forward to try to reach her G-spot and thrust hard. She gasped, and I saw her little tits jiggle. I pounded harder and watched them juddering in response. I stopped to let them settle down, then drove in again harder and faster. I was getting fond of those baby boobs. She grabbed my arms and tightened her twat even more around my rod..