She directed my cock head to her opening and pushed hard, impaling herself on my semi hard cock. That refreshed my erection to 100%, so I pushed balls...deep inside her ass, and began thrusting. She was moaning and humping against my cock, so I knew I wouldn’t last long. It happened again; movement on the stairs, but I was too far gone to stop. I pumped her ass hard and I’m sure the sounds of my balls slapping against her could be heard upstairs. She was moaning loudly now and asked me to cum up. "Be honest with yourself at least," he thought. "The blues hit as you watched her drive away, leaving you behind on her way to meet her husband."Standing at the window his mind shifted again to those few days in Ritzville. In his mind the moon was full and bathed a woman who was naked perfection in its soft magic. She came to him, pressing herself against him, giving herself to him. As the picture played in his mind he was again holding her hand, leading he off their mountain.As he remembered. That touch brings me back to the reality of the present. I open my eyes and Jim has his hand on my calf.I look in shock at him. “What are you doing?”“I had to bring you back from your visualization,” he says. “What I did was intrude on your subconscious. Do you want to talk about what just happened?”I blush feeling the heat rise to my cheeks, “I don’t know whether I am comfortable speaking about it.”He smiles, “Well that must have been a powerful experience.”“How do you know?”“Marge look at. Email me.You are dreamin’!!! It is too much effort to tell us a little bit about yourself? Include a photo or two? If you sent us a message that read like that, I probably didn’t even bother to read it all before deleting it. If you are too lazy to send through a photo of yourself, then I’m too lazy to organize for you to fuck Alex’s super tight arse.Thankfully, some guys did send proper emails and Alex and I met up with two guys from the UK who are on a holiday and are in Byron for a week. One.