We finally agree to a meeting and I'm giddy with excitement. The day finally comes and I discretly make sure my feminine clothes are packed in the ca.... My "james bond" meeting is coming together, not having a lot of experience in how to setup a meeting or getting a motel room, "007" has arranged for me to pick up a room key by hiding it behind a step around the back of the hotel; this way He could get a room and I could meet him dressed up feminine. Finally I'm in the room and so nervous I'm. And if you were asleep, safe at home, wouldn't you be in your soft, comfortable bed?Oh, shit...You _ARE _dead. Is this heaven? Hell? Probably Hell with how much you fap...and to _WHAT _you fap."You are not in Hell, Richard. You are not dead, either." You finally brave opening your eyes to find yourself in what appears to be a beautiful dreamscape. All around you is the funky, cosmos of space, far more vibrant than any sci fi you've seen. Looking down at the cold smooth surface beneath you...was. Her nails dug deep in his chest and their eyes maintaining contact throughout. Anna's pussy continued grinding against him with such speed. Maintaining this for some time before fully impaling herself on him once again.Dave stood up with Anna holding onto him throwing her arms around his neck and her legs locked around his waist. Still impaled on him he carried her over to the coffee table which was covered with old takeaways and pizzas. She took pride in her hygiene now she was about to be. The pleasure she was feeling was what she could think of no other word for than indescribable as she stood there watching the mirror seeing him attacking her pussy turned her on even more. He continued to ravage her pussy with fingers darting his fingers in and out of her torturing her clit until she felt she just could take it anymore. Squirming she could feel she was reaching her climax as she tried to keep her feet steady. Suddenly, Steve picked her up with his fingers still inside and put.