” I smiled, nodding, remember the dream, my lover at my mercy, my tongue pushing between her puffy petals, filling her, erasing the memory of all el...e. “This is the dream, and I am awake.” “We’ll be late. Again.” I pulled her into my arms. We were both late that day, my mouth smelling like strawberries, hers smelling like cantaloupe. Hopefully breakfast disguised the scent of passion drenched pussies, not that either of us cared overly much. We were young, and in love and even knowing what was. Your blowjobs are messy and you don't hold back the spit as you slobber all over it. You are not ashamed one bit and you could go on forever, but I eventually have to stop you. At this point I'm usually as hard as you will ever see any cock be. I stand you up and bend you over sliding your panties off with one hand. You know what comes next. You reach behind and spread your cheeks as you wait in anticipation with a smile on your face. If it's one thing I'm proud of it would be my tongue skills. "You're like a hot, tight velvetglove!" he praised.Cybil bit her lower lip and bounced on him to drive him deeper into herbum. Her boobs bounced wildly and she gripped them through the fabric ofher dress and corset. "This is the ... best ... thing ... ever!" she yelled.Six bounces and he was in her to the balls. She held him there andsqueezed his cock as hard as she could with her ass muscles.David groaned,"So tight!"She chuckle and began bouncing up and down again. After several minutesof. I felt domesticated. I felt horny.I personally thought that these girls were totally presentable when they were totally nude. But what do I know? By the time the ladies were finally ready, I wanted to stay in the hotel room. I had taken my shower, thrown on my clothes (slightly the worse for wear), and I was ready. I didn’t have to fix my makeup or my hair. All of a sudden I had two absolutely gorgeous women ready to go to dinner. It was very odd, because they were dressed exactly the same..