Staring right back at me with endless love, she would smile, hum, and fall back to sleep. Even while knowing how it would end, I would always reach ou... and try to touch her, desperate to feel some sort of proof that she was real, but always, she would fade away before I could even stroke her hair. Suffice to say, I was almost haunted by this ‘dream’. This girl, this figment of my imagination, was the light of my life and the reason why I went to bed each night and plowed through each day. I had. As he came to awareness, he was nearly overwhelmed by the sensations that poured in from his abused body. His head throbbed with pain. Idly he wondered if he had gotten away with a concussion or if his skull was as fractured as it felt. He was lying on his side in what seemed to be rubble; hard, sharp things pressed and poked uncomfortably against him up and down the length of his body. After a brief struggle, he managed to open his eyes. Even with blurred vision, he could make out a face, only. From our chats in the past she had told me what made her melt and many things that she wanted to try and do. Having her neck kissed made her horny fast.Taking my time I was lightly kissing her warm naked soft neck as my fingers were twisting , pulling and pinching Rica's very hard nipples. Kissing down to her shoulder WOW her body was on fire, as I kissed lower until my lips were in the middle of her chest.I had both hands working squeezing hard on her firm young boobs. Hearing her soft moans. Back then we were living in Egypt. I really love Cairo. It’s a great city, it really is, but since we hardly had any money, we wound up staying in one of the many poor neighborhoods that all you Euro-American tourists never really see. So me and my cousin were always trying to think of ways we could make some extra money to get out of the slums. Usually it meant taking the occasional odd job here or there, but Dawood… he liked to think big. He always had some ‘get rich’ scheme going through his.