Aura bb un don one apne kapde uttar kar REEMA kapde utarne suru kar dia aur uske kapde uttar kar use baas uski bra aur panty mei he chodh kar unme se ...k ne apne mobile se mms banana suru kia jisme reemi ko puri thara dikhaya aur apna baas muh chodkar sarae body dikhaye dono ne ..Fir unme se dusre ne abb uski bra aur panty bhi nikal di aur uske boobs se khelne laga aur fir uski chut se bhi usne uski chut mei ek nakli chota sa lund dalna suru kia aur uska mms bana kar sue dikhaya…Aura bb Reema ke. That in itself was not concerning but each time I would look at her pussy she would be leaking sperm, someone else's sperm. I would awake to feel very stressed which in turn would lead to me feeling depressed.For the first time, I felt that I had a clear insight into my dreams which may seem obvious to some but it had escaped me all these years. My subconscious had been telling me that someone who was a very important part of my life was being lost to another man.My dreams always ended the same. I checked the video equipment out in the 'dungeon' or 'playroom', as I liked to call it, and loaded fresh extended play tapes in the recording machines. I used professional-format equipment, so I could get tapes that had space for more than the poor quality EP format VHS that recorded 6 hours on home equipment. After Linda finished cleaning up from the grilled New York Strip dinner I had prepared, I told her the Master would be coming by later to visit his 'Bitchdog'. That was her signal to. One weekend I was home we got an invite to dinner and overnight stay at her friends which we jumped at as we didn't get much time alone together. We arrived at their house and mywife Ann introduced me to her friend Dawn and her husband Dave. She was a preety blonde about 5'7" with nice boobs and he was about 6'2", dark and well built. We were 24 at the time and they must have been about 30. Dinner was nice and the wine kept flowing but Ann can't hold her drink and soon became quite drunk, so.