He stopped and then sped up his movements in other places. He was really into frigging himself that he wasn't sure whether he would actually notice an...thing if it happened. Then suddenly he was sure he heard a door open so he pulled his hand out and grabbed the remote changing the channel quicker than you could say "wet cunt". He looked over at the kitchen door to find it closed with no-one around. He shook it off and ignored it. He then walked through to the kitchen doing his best to conceal. Iheard a sweet girl's voice telling me to "go back to sleep". That voice,it sounded so familiar, I noticed.I managed to push myself a bit to sit up in bed. Rubbing my eyes, Ilooked around a bit. "Am I still dreaming?" I wondered. It was then Isaw a glittery apparition begin to form to the left of my bed. It tookform, face and body shaping into existence. Soon it became a veryfamiliar, and very gorgeous, girl. It was Hailey wearing that sameoutfit from my dream."Hey, Brian... or is that. This went on – or, rather, in – for what seemed like forever. Finally the thing in her pussy exploded, went limp, and was withdrawn. But there were more dreaded words: “Okay, guys – who’s next?” More zippers, a rotation of hands holding her in the bent-over position, another piston jammed into her aching pussy. She cried out and her face was pushed hard into the ground. The boy who was muffling her voice also amused himself by pinching her nipples.The rotation continued until every boy had. Despite her numerous attempts to persuade herself otherwise, she prepared herself for this encounter. On my end, I wasn't sure she'd actually comply until I saw her drive by looking for parking. The only prep I had given her was that coming to my apartment was a signal that she was ready to take that step towards things being physical. I watched as she collected her thoughts in the car. A devilish smile crept across my face. I texted her that when she walked up to the door, it would be open and.