I’d been whipped enough for one night.Emma dropped back down to her knees; she was smiling broadly at me. She put her hands on the floor on either s...de of my chest as she lowered her thick, smooth, white body onto mine. She pressed her boobs flat against me; I could feel her nipples were as hard as rocks.She lowered her head to kiss me but stopped short two inches before our lips touched.Turning to Jess, she asked, “Is it ... is it ok if I kiss him?”Jess laughed. “Yes, you have my permission to. I saw him standing there by the urinal and went and stood near him. I was in luck he was just the sort of man I like. He was in his late forties, early fifties and a bit over weight, dark hair with flecks of gray. Hmm a yummy daddy looking for some sleazy gay sex. Perfect! I took out my cock and stood there for a few seconds. Taking a look out of the corner of my eye I could see him stroking his cock. It wasn’t long but very thick and cut with a big head on it. Best of all I could see a. “She wants me” I say in my dream. She nods in response, already privy to my every thought and whim. I step forward, and pull her hips close to mine. In reality, my hand becomes a blur sliding up and down my engorged cock, while in my mind I press myself deep into the folds of her pussy, and everything else begins to disappear around me. On days when I masturbate just for the hell of it, sometimes I feel like my dick is smaller than normal. Perhaps it is simply going through the motions in its. Wow I thought, Tom’s in for a good night with her dressed like that. All she was missing was a pair of Fuck Me high heels which I’m sure she would be wearing later when they go out. Before I had a chance to tell her how great she looked she launched into conversation. “Kim I’m a bit pissed off with you” “I’m sorry, what have I done?” “You’ve done nothing” “I don’t understand” “After you made love to me you haven’t done anything. I was hoping you would want me again, sneak into my room at night.