Jackson and I worked together. About eleven o'clock, he came over to where I was fueling my four-by-four and said, "Are you on something, Man? You're ...cting, I dunno, high..."I chuckled. "It's all natural. Pussy does that to you." Oho! The chick from Frederick's?" Not the one you met -- her sister. Don't say anything to Chet -- I don't want to have to rearrange his face."Jackson nodded. "He's got a big mouth for someone who isn't getting any. So what happened?" I asked her out on a date --. Not sure if the desperate to cum feeling will let me sleep or not. Yet, when I do have sexual activity I much prefer at least an hour of stimulation--whether with a partner or solo. Sure, I could just do a "quickie" now, but those quickie cums are so mediocre that if i can't edge long enough to build up an intense orgasm, at least one hour, I'd rather just hold off ejaculating till another time (if I can). Haven't gotten enough sleep in recent nights, so planned on going to bed early. (Haven't. ” I slide my hands up your muscular thighs until my manicured nails are digging into the flesh of your buttocks. My mouth descends down on your cock as my finger teases the ring of your asshole until I manage to work a finger inside. I move it in and out as I suck you off, building a nice rhythm. When I feel you getting close, you ease back. “Not yet. Take another mouthful,” you tell me, and once again, I put my lips to the rim of the jug and let you do a slow pour. You turn and bend forward,. . ooh ... don't touch that!"He squeezed her buttocks at that point, as if making a statement. "Why, you've known me your entire life, Pat."And in that particular moment, I became her and she became me as our cries echo from deep within our souls.I woke up screaming bloody murder this morning. Talk about nightmares. I thought this qualified as the worst nightmare I've ever had. It was bad enough that he was in my dream, to have sex with him, even in a dream was the most terrible thing. I didn't.