She was in her late twenties, with dark hair that cascaded down her scowling face to her bosom. She wore a black hat with the Jolly Rodger motif print...d upon it, a white top, tied with a knot so that her midrift was exhibited, and a red jacket open at the front. My mind salivated at the prospect, still in excessive horny mode as her outfit was completed by a black skirt and sexy boots. I wanted to fuck her, and ignored the danger the sabre she was clutching, presented."These are our waters," a. They all were in the washroom till then I went and had a coffee. I was now waiting outside when somebody tapped me on my back. I turned and saw my aunt was calling me. She asked me to follow her and then she took me to a corner.She said, “Jay from here, I will drive the car. You go and sit on the back with my sister.” I asked, “Why?” She said, “Actually she wants to talk with you and I also want both of you to enjoy.” She further added, “We have towels in our bag, tuck it on both the side of. Whatever I did now would have no effect on my real life in the future, and if I woke up the next morning with cum-stained shorts, so be it. Maybe I’d even write all of this down and post it on the internet for the current-day Ruth to find and read, and maybe we’d finally admit to one another that we both blew it back then. Either that or she’d hate me. I suppose any relationship is better than none at all. Back in the dream, Ruth had noticed that I was ogling her and despite herself she grinned. The refrigerator opened and closed and I knew John would be getting some snacks ready for later, as we discussed. Jules came to the top of the stairs and stalked naked towards the bed."That sounded nice down there." It was very fulfilling." She pushed my feet apart as she climbed between them onto the bed."I missed you," I said.She kept her eyes on mine as she lowered herself to put her mouth on me. "Me too," she whispered as her lips touched me.I had to shut my eyes as she kissed my mons. Her.