Most of them either didn't work or only worked for a short while. But the dreams always come back. And now they are getting in the way of my daytime l...fe–interfering with work and with my social life."I am afraid to date or go out with a guy for fear that I will somehow try to make him into the man in my dreams and do something stupid," she said."Well, Donna, I have done some research into this and there is one other thing we could try. It's kind of unorthodox and not all in my field will agree. And I was cumming and cumming and cumming.I was mashing the faggot's face into my wet, over-heating cummy cunt. Ismelled so rank from all of my orgasms. Wonderful cunt buzz!Later, after he finished spanking Mary and we put her in the corner to calm down and stop crying (which went on for quite a while) Art confessed that he came just from spanking the fag really really hard. And hearing his screams and watching me cum and the fag's ass turn purple from pain.Mary could not stop crying for the. Tom said, "Not that I didn't enjoy it, but what brought that on?"Patty responded, "Carol met some new friends and had some exciting experiences. She was telling me about them and we got excited. The result was where you found us when you came in."Tom then said, "Why don't I order out and we can explore the matter further?"I asked, "Don't you have to leave for the lake? I thought that was why I was picking up Cat and you came home early."Patty said, "It's not every day that I have hot and dirty. Michael, considered running away, walking out but he knew it would only delay.He stood and stepped back from the table.Susan’s head turned to watch him intently Her heart was beating faster, she was licking her lips, her mouth was dry, she was damp, she could not imagine what had made her demand to see, but the whole idea was incredibly arousing.Michael was only wearing shorts and a tee shirt. He stood a moment and delayed, hoping for some magical excuse to get out of this. But nothing was.