"Fuck. YES!" I screamed as Mr. Patterson pounded my pussy. His hand began to massage my clit as he continued pounding me, harder and harder. His free ...and found its way at my throat grabbing it for balance. He was making his dominance clear, and I loved it. He continued to fuck me as he grunted and squeezed his hand tighter around my throat. I could feel my pussy begin to tighten as I neared my orgasm. "Don't cum yet, Madison," he grunted. He pulled out of me suddenly and flipped me over and. I reach in and turn the shower on. Looking forward to the steam. The hot water pricking my sensitive skin. Making my entire body feel as wet as my pussy. I can feel the air getting hotter, wetter. I step into the shower letting the water flow all over my body. Down my face. Along my back. I can feel it drip down my ass. I run my hands along my body. I can feel everything getting wet. Slippery. They glide so easily over my body. Down my arms. Along my waist. Over my hips. I slip. Then I discovered why I was here."Jimmy?"Uh-oh, I knew that voice. I turned and sure enough, there was Angela Osborn. A quick check confirmed that my ring was gone. I had bridged into yet another person's dream. But what kind of dream? After the mistakes I had made in Shannon's fantasy I was going to be very cautious."Hey, Angie! How are you? Nothing wrong I hope? I don't see Tim. What brings you all the way out here by yourself?" I'm fine. No problem. I came by hoping I would run into you. We have plenty of sex. And I'm happy with it, but why do I keep playing with it?"I thought a bit before I answered, not wanting to send the wrong message."Well, I'm happy too ... but I still jack off, just nowhere near as often." Oh?! Why ... and who are you thinking about?"Heh ... just what I feared. I wriggled out from under the Chevy and looked straight in her eyes..."I think about you."She smiled. "That's good ... but I wasn't thinking about you, not a whole lot, anyway." Good. Then you.