My back was only slightly shorter than his torso, so when I moved into his arms, his semi-hard penis lipped between my cheeks. He squeezed my in his s...eep. He was so warm. I pressed hard against him and his penis twitched. I felt so confused, I felt dirty. I couldnt escape, his arms were too strong and the part of me that still wanted him stopped me from trying any harder. I fell into a deep sleep.In my dream, I was a girl, and my dad was fucking me.I woke up sweaty, naked, hard. But he was. It was a bit overcast sosomething with a little warmth.Sheer pantyhose a faded cotton cami T and a twill mans shirt looselytied on top and to bottom it off a full cotton circle skirt falling midcalf. That cr?me frangipani print outline on the navy looked pretty goodI thought. Matched the shirt and set off the faded red cami. Shoes?Hmm... the slip on suede flats in charcoal that matched the pouchedshoulder bag. Ah the face. A quick slap of moisturiser followed by some finger-smoothed foundation,. I held my breath and tightened my whole body, ripples of pleasure sucking at my curves. The phone rang. Loud and intrusive. I intended to ignore it, but suddenly realised it could be the electrician who was coming to service the house sometime today. I jumped out of the bath, almost slipping over from the oil soaked into my feet, and grabbed the receiver..."Hello?" My abrupt, annoyed voice."Hope I'm not disturbing you Mrs Wright" A deep friendly voice."Ohhhhh....ummmmm....". I had to focus!! He. ” I walked up behind Grace and wrapped my arms around her in a bear hug from behind, inadvertently pressing my cock onto her ass a little. Almost immediately it began to harden. Trying to shake it off and not look obvious, I looked back up at Scott I asked, “You think you’ll be back in town any time soon?”“Probably not,” Scott smiled, “I start work almost immediately, and I doubt I’ll be taking any time off for several months...”After a few seconds of silence, Scott laughed and said, “…but this.