Dreams Are Best | Robert Service Oh yes, life is change…because as Yeats’ said — ‘things fall apart,’ and the fall can be brutal and direct ...�� or — such change may arrive softly, with the coming of a breeze. Sometimes change arrives on vast columns of marching men playing dark anthems, yet too, there are those few times when change comes as gently as the night, in the form of a woman, perhaps, if you’re lucky. Our own cycles of life remind us — or they try to, anyway — that ‘nothing lasts. I removed my street clothes and stood in my sexy lingerie and heels, in the wall facing me there was a large hole, nearly big enough to fit my hand through. The excitement was mounting as I waited for someone to go into the cubicle the other side of this wall. My cock was beginning to stiffen inside my tiny panties. I felt so sexy, it was fabulous seeing a mans face pressed up against the hole obviously wanking as he looked at this cross dressed vision. Before long I heard a guy lock his door,. She was pretty good but often would bite me because of inexperience. I told her she ought to take off her blouse and bra as my sperm would likely cover her clothes. She did so and revealed those wonderful 36D size tits that since she was 12 years old made her 8 years older sister envious of her. My sweet future wife sucked me slowly for a long time. She was no pro but kind of knew I liked it slow as a long build up helped me shoot a sizable load of baby making juice.After 20 minutes she had me. ”I released her cuffs and she walked over to the blond. They exchanged a brief glance before Tiffany got on her knees facing the blond’s cunt. “Wait” I said “I want to watch this.”I kneeled down beside Tiffany.“Right I want you to lean forward and bite the hairs as hard as you can. Do not pull them out yet.”Tiffany leaned forward and took almost all of the remaining hairs in her mouth. I could see by the strain on her cheeks that she was biting hard.“Now slowly lean back so that I can see.