. ah... come!" I screamed. My orgasmic wail wasn't an order for him to join me, merely an expression of what I was doing, but it effectively accomplis...ed both.Orgasm times two!We soared. I adored making love. I loved fucking. I reveled in the sensations of our orgasms - his and mine.When his climax released its grip, Jason's legs felt wobbly, both from the athletic fuck he'd just given me and from coming so hard while standing."I've gotta sit down," he muttered.I felt his still-throbbing shaft. Shestressed that everything there was for me to try out as often as Iwanted and that there were no restrictions on what I used or whatcombinations of clothes I tried out. She had worked on the basis of whatI had told her I liked and disliked when we had spent the evening goingthrough the ladies-wear catalogue, so there was nothing there she didn'tthink I would like.If I looked in the wardrobes and drawers in the third bedroom, I wouldfind it all in there, waiting for me.To say the room was. But now that nature bestowed erections on Peter, his dreams got downright personal.Fortunately, Peter's dreams only broadcast to his other "dream participants", if they weren't fictional. When Peter pretended to kiss Karen, the class hottie, only Karen had the same dream, no one else.Peter began putting two and two together when Karen began showing a keen interest in him right after his hot dream.As he remembered it, Karen wasn't interested at first, but when Peter's soft lips pressed her. . it is," she moaned pleasurably. "Want to join me?" I'm already going to be late now," he halfway hesitated."So? Be a little later then!" she urged him only then picking up the tempo so he could see her sliding the slim toy in and out of her quim with even greater purpose. "Or doesn't this interest you?" she challenged."Fuck... you know better than that," Matt said already reaching up to undo his tie.Hurriedly he undressed hanging up his clothes, all the while continuing to watch his wife as.