"Oh Trey. Trey! That's so good, Trey. Uuhhhmmm. Oh Trey!" Now Robbie was certain that Kat was dreaming, not aware who or what it really was, providing...her such pleasant dreams, but he didn't expect that to remain the case for much longer, as she was becoming more animated, more frantic with the flames being stoked between her thighs.Sure enough, with a loud moan, Kat's hips were lifted off the deck, her pelvis hanging in the air suspended for nearly a full minute. Then with another, final. Those who simplify the niverse only reduce the expansion of its meaning.It's all right for a woman to be, above all, human. I am a woman first of all.When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons. We cease to grow.The only abnormality is the incapacity to love.The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say.It is the function of art to renew our perception. What we are familiar with we cease to see. The writer. My eyes closed again when I felt Cynthia take me into her mouth and caress my balls. When I opened my eyes once again, Nancy’s dripping twat hung over my mouth. She gently braced my head so that I couldn’t draw back or turn side to side, and lowered her cunt right over my mouth. Her wetness covered my chin.At first the scent was strong, but I had to breathe, so I drew it into my lungs. Her hormones or something took hold of me, and I started licking her – twiddling the tip of my tongue over. She’d masturbated in full view of over-flying aircraft, and maybe an invisible spy satellite or two. What had to be watched out for now, though, were drones.“You asshole,” Kellie grumbled. “Maybe you’d want to watch me having sex?”“Fucking-A!” Cody instantly enthused. “I’d give anything to see that!” He stood just inside the patio door with an ice-pop in his hand; the door half open, air-conditioned the back yard.“Pervert,” she growled.Cody laughed.Evidently just awakened, Jamie raised her.