Soooo big..."He chuckled some more at that. If my dick were only half as big as all the hype about it around this house, it would be like two feet lon...! I wouldn't be able to fit through a door. Not that I'm going to discourage the hype, heh-heh.Then he turned his attention to her pussy. Her hand was safely out of the way, so in the dim light he bent his head further down, thinking, Well, here goes nothing.No sooner did he put his tongue on her gash (already nice and moist from her dream) and. I stared through the darkness at the ceiling above my bed, and then over at the dim glow of the clock radio that revealed it was 2:37 a.m. Once again the erotic dream of having Derrick fuck me invaded my mind while I slept, a dream that I so much wanted to become reality, but how?As I recalled the ecstasy that consumed me as I slept, my fingers slid into my dripping slit and my thumb attacked my excited clit. It didn't take long; it never did after Derrick fucked me in my sleep, before my body. The two officers exchanged glances. They had watched the tape of their attack on the two suspects. A few of the police had remarked that usually it was a tape of police beating a suspect that showed up on the television. They joked how the tables would be turned if this tape showed up on television. A few wondered if there would be the kind of outrage that would show up if police were involved with a situation like that.“The four of you nearly crossed the line. If they had dropped their. .?" I couldn't finish the sentence."You don't have to," he replied, my fingers fumbled at the clip and button, then eased down the zip."Do you want to?" he asked me, hand stroking my back."Yes!" I sobbed and opened his trousers. Simon sat up and kicked off his shoes, then pushed his trousers down to his knees and off onto the floor. His black silk boxer shorts barely hid his arousal. Incapable of stopping myself I trailed my fingers along the length, feeling it's heat and hardness. I sensed the.