Dream or not, he needed it inside him. He hungered for it. His ass hungered for it. He wanted to be fucked by it.Lube. Where had he put that damn jar ...f lube? It was even harder to find things in his messy apartment when dreaming than awake. Ah, there in the back of the sock drawer.Now what was the proper protocol for a case like this? Should he lube up the hanging dream-cock or his asshole? Hey, it was his dream. Do 'em both, why not. He lowered his pants.Rich turned his back on the suspended. She was completely under their control, and loving every second of the hard ass fucking she was now receiving. And she wanted all of them to have her butthole as many times as they wanted, again and again.Sean couldn’t keep up the quick and furious pace for long and she heard the telltale signs that he was going to empty himself in her hungry bum for the second time this night. She squeezed his ramrod every time he thrust as deep as he could go and her moans and groans matched his as they. "Sasha watched in silence as they argued. Eventually they stoppedfighting and she followed Jeff out as the girl went back to making outwith the guy on the couch. Sasha felt bad for Jeff. He was a nice guyand he deserved someone who would really love him. While she knew thatshe wasn't that girl, she decided she would go with him to the event asfriends until she could find him a girlfriend."Jeff," she said, "you're a nice guy and you deserve better than her.I'm not that girl, but I would be. How's that?"Becca nodded, almost violently. She wanted to know what it was like."How should we start?" he asked. His new moral attitude still wasn't settled in, and he felt strange making advances toward this young girl."Well," she said gazing into his eyes. "Most of the time the guys just start grabbing at my boobs. But I like to kiss for a while first."Bob made an internal grimace. Boys were always pushing the envelope. That hadn't changed either.They started sitting up, and just leaning into.