I pushed a finger into her there as I returned to flick her clit and she lit up the entire room. She was panting and flinging her head from side to si...e, screaming unintelligible encouragement. I kissed my way up her body, paying special attention to places I knew turned her on and discovering new ones as I covered her with my body.I didn’t need to guide my cock to her ready opening, but slid in until our pubic bones mashed together and her clit was stimulated once again. There was an uncommon. I find a sexy thong with a matching nightgown and put them on?very see through. The stranger is still watching me and getting turned on. I go through my nightly routine of washing the dinner dishes, and tidying up the front room. I sit down and talk to a friend of mine on the phone. My friend on the phone asks if I have found a sexy man of my dreams, and what am I looking for again? I describe what I am looking for. My dream man is tall, dark haired, and handsome. He is very polite and knows. It started with waking up in odd positions in the same room, and had nowescalated to waking up in different rooms altogether. Many years ago his friendhad recommended a doctor to help him with the insomnia he had developed fromworking to hard on classwork. Not long after, his insomnia was cured with alittle help from some prescription sleeping pills, but as time went by heoccasionally found himself waking up to find items misplaced or his body facingthe opposite direction on the bed. He. I loved the feel of his tongue probing my hole. He never asked me to fuck him nor did he ever give me head, but he did jack me off when he was fucking me. He got more dominant and rougher as time went on. I let my hair grow longer and he would pull it when he fucked me or use it to face fuck me. He started slapping my ass and face when we were making out and fucking. This may sound horrible, but it really turned me on. The more rough and dominant he got the more I liked it. It never occured to.