Within the dream I remember everything about myself, however I don't remember what plot I came up with or how long it could possibly last. I had one d...eam that lasted 2 weeks of dream time and I still woke up for work on time.The dream started to come into focus. A television. I was sitting on a couch watching a television. My arm was around something soft and warm. Knowledge comes into my brain dream memories of who I am and where I am. I'm myself, sitting in Kari's apartment, she is. ”“We got a pair o’ slabs to trade.”“Lemme see whatcha got an’ tell me whatcha want.”“This is Jos, a real good bloke. Jos, go bring them slabs.”When Jos returned, a slab under each arm, George and Zeke were munching away. Zeke must have fetched two chairs, as they were sitting and there was a third waiting. No two matched. From the wrappings, it looked as though George was already on his second hamburger.“Well, put ‘em down, boy, an’ open one up.” Jos handed George a longneck, gave one to Zeke. My ass on fire now I wait for the next one but it doesn't come. "Do you trust me slave?" "Yes mistress" my voice cracks revealing my crying.I feel your hand caress my sore ass. "Your ass is so red slave. But I think it can get redder. Just 5 more slave" "Yes mistress" I swallow hard not sure I can take anymore. CRACK I yell out as that one was harder then the others. "Thank you mistress"By the last one I'm full on crying not caring anymore about hiding it. "Good slave its ok to cry" "Thank you. Nina's puffy swollen lips felt like heaven against hers. Her hips began to buck up and down faster and harder her sodden cunt slapping against Nina's. Maggie was tribbing her hard like a maniac in heat. Her mind felt hot and intoxicated and she could almost swear that the walls were melting all around them. She felt consumed in her need to make Nina cum harder than she ever had in her entire life. Yes, she wanted this to be a fucking she would never forget, one that would send sparks flying.