There was never any pattern to the dream. It came at irregular intervals. I might have it two nights in a row and then not have it again for weeks. It...seemed that whenever I thought it was gone for good, it returned. And over time it continued to change.One big change was the night I was in the dream for the first time. I was lying, naked on a sandy beach. She was standing over me, watching. My dick was visible and I could see it was hard and ready. But the lady made no move toward me and it. Both guys came back for more action with my wife.One of them invited Ana in the changing stall and she said no…He insisted and finally my wife agreed and went in and the door closed behind her. He took off his pant and shirt, keeping just his boxers on. He dressed in new clothes and asked Ana what she thought about his new look.I heard Ana telling him that he looked better without clothes. Then the guy stripped off again and came over my horny wife…He kissed my wife’s lips and he lifted her. Again, poor Frode didn’t know where to look and Miss Dahl - Hanna - was all smiles when Fainauriel and Hantaliel ate dinner with us. Hanna just couldn’t get enough of looking at the two petite women.“What plays we could have had with your people around. There were some interesting ones in my youth, but now they all have disappeared somewhere and almost all criticism has been removed from the stage. No more making fun of those damned Magicians, not even Royals - only merchants and landlords are. Jess knew from experience not to stop at that point, instead she wrapped her wet hot mouth over Claire’s throbbing clit and suckled away. With the heightened arousal in the pit of Claire’s stomach and the dull ache of her sexual need beginning to dissolve into a river of pleasure through the tender loving care of Jess’s mouth, her apprehensive sighs of uncertainty, soon turn into deep moans of sheer pleasure.Jim felt the rise in the temperature of her lust too. The walls of her mouth, collapsed.