And such cuteboys in your head. Especially that Carlos guy. He's only15? Damn. Well, at least he won't be able to resist me.That's not for tonight tho...gh."Carlos was my best friend. I definitely didn't want tobring him into this. That was too gay."What're you talking about?" Shhh. Just relax. I'm almost in control."I didn't like the sound of that. I took my hand away frommy breast. Wait, that wasn't right. I looked down. My dreambody had undergone a significant change. It looked like. I brought her off several times and then she would tug at my head and I knew she was ready for me to enter her. As I slid up her body, she would raise her legs and with that smoothly shaved pussy all wet I would glide into her. She was always the slickest, wettest woman that I had ever been with. She let me hit bottom a few times and then she would put her legs flat against the bed. This angle would let me hit her clit repeatedly. After a couple of minutes she was having another orgasm. Then. Apparently she hadn’t realized that, when she gave him her ticket, she had given herself away. The name on her ticket was not Mickey Smith. It was Christina M. Stanton. Mike knew how tight airport security was these days and he knew that if this woman was able to get on a plane with that ticket, she had to have ID that stated she was Christina Stanton. Maybe the M. stood for Mickey and she went by her middle name, but Smith still wasn’t Stanton. He reasoned that maybe she was smart enough not. Laura was sitting on the couch opposite me staring at me her legs were shaking her lips were smacking together as her eyes looked me up and down I would love to be a fly on the walls of her mind to see what was going on in that pretty head of hers.Laura made her way to me and held her hand out to me and told me to follow her I followed her down her hallway and into her bedroom she shut the door behind us and locked the door and there we were face to face staring into each others eyes my hands.