"Hello, Mark," the young man said in a soft voice with just a touch of icein it."Er .. do I know you?" Well, it has been a week since you had me as on... of your people on stage,but I was hoping you might remember me."Mark racked his memory for a moment, then he remembered the young man. "Ahyes. Your ... performance was memorable. The way you flirted with thatother guy, and even kissed him." Yes. you changed my life, Mark." Well, it was just a show, nothing to get that upset over." You might not. A most shocking and painful dream. In it, we were so close to one another. I was coming to visit him, to see him and the excitement I had felt in this dream matched the excitement I once felt before. The love, the laughter and all the happiness and hope he brought me all tangled into one blissful feeling as I dreamt of riding in a cab to reach him. Of course, in the end, I was unable to find him once I reached my destination. He had not presented me with his presence as promised and even after. This was one that was more. I thought about the previous night, and how intense her orgasm was when I fucked her ass. I thought then that if we wanted to get off hard and fast, it would be anal, but if we wanted to get to know each other better, it would be vaginal.I checked the clock, and saw that it was 3 PM. We'd slept much of the day, but I could see why. We both needed to recuperate after the energy we'd both spent the previous day.I sat up and worked the kinks out of my body, noticing. I moved my head towards her pussy and began to tease her clit with my tongue. After a few seconds her phone screen came on and I pulled back for a moment. The screen illuminated her swollen, shaved pussy and I saw her stretched tunnel oozing white, thick cream. The message was a picture on the screen a pair of panties which I recognised as hers. She must have woken a little then then because she slurred the words “don’t stop”. I went back to work on her pussy, her hips pushing into my face,.