If it was a dream, one in which I had fucked my sister, Tricia, my sister’s babysitter, Lola, and my own mother, Jessica, well, why would I want to ...ake up anytime soon? It had been the Friday night from Heaven, if it wasn’t a dream, though, so there was that point in favor of getting up.Evidently, the spiced rum hadn’t been a dream, even if the hangover from it was a waking nightmare, of course. The mixture of the rum and the curry was a strong one, to say the least, but at least it was an. The heft of his limp dick, and dark nuts added further depth. Carl ran a hand down over himself, washing some of the errant soap down about his genitals. There was a rich pleasure in touching himself there just lightly, washing about his balls and flaccid hose. 'Fuck,' Carl found himself thinking, suddenly reminded. 'How long has it been since I fucked?' There was that girl he was messing with back in Los Santos, but her hard gangbanging edge unnerved even him. He didn't like that in a girl. . The acolyte shrugged out of her covering, and hung it next to Ankneela’s feather cloak. As always, she was naked under it, as was Ankneela. She crossed quickly to the grass bed, lay down next to Ankneela, and kissed her full on the mouth. Ankneela’s heart sang at the delicious melding of lips and tongues. It did not matter that she did not know what to do - the acolyte knew. The acolyte would show her.The acolyte covered her from head to foot in butterfly kisses, until Ankneela felt giddy and. I started sucking on his cock hard and fast while I rubbed his balls through his pants. He slipped his hand under my shirt and made his way to my breasts. I could head John telling me “right there.” I knew he was getting close so I picked up the pace even more. Finally his legs started shaking and he released a huge salty load into my mouth. I swallowed the whole load but kept sucking him. I wanted every drop he could give me.I finally let his cock slip out of my mouth and I gave a final lick.