" He paused again, perhaps to collect himself. My own heart was beating like a triphammer, and my palms were suddenly sweaty. "Skip and Theo were on t...eir way to pick up their dates earlier tonight, when they got into an accident. Another car was involved; Theo's car got pushed off the road and into a tree..." His voice was rising in pitch, his emotions raw. He stopped to take a deep breath. "Sean, Skip was killed instantly, and Theo is in very serious condition at the hospital." What?" My. Or, you read of some place that fascinates you, and you may have a dream where you go there, see things, interact with people. Or you fly, or go into space, or do all sorts of things your physical body has not or cannot do. We pass it off as aberrations or subconscious stress relief. The way we do it, that's mostly true. But there are too many historical examples where it's been far more significant."People had dreams that foretold the future, that warned of some life or world-altering event.. Thomas then pulled out and flipped me onto my back. He took my ankles up and rested them on his shoulders. I was frozen there. Thomas took his cock and lube it up again and fitted his cock head into my opening. He pushed my legs back to my chest and then began thrusting.I nearly passed out. I knew I had more of Thomas's cock in me now than previously. He was also moving faster, fucking me harder than when I was on all fours. I couldn't believe it, but a few times I could feel Thomas's nut sac. As we got ready to go out it was like the old days, hubby went out half hour before me and I was a little disappointed that we hadn’t had sex, as one of the reason we were so compatible was the fact that he is so sexual driven he needs it at least once a day if not twice, and I’m similar, but every other day is good enough for me. As I made my way downstairs I noticed how good I looked, white blouse, knee length black skirt, a little chubby, just like my husband likes me. I got out of the taxi.