"Oooooh, baby," I whispered in his ear while I squeezed his cock with my anal muscles, "it would be so cool if that was the real Drew you were sitting...on, his big, thick, stiff cock stuffed all the way up your horny ass, riding it the way you're riding it now, with me on top of you."He smiled; he didn't mind indulging the fantasy. He let me talk, but he never said anything himself. But now I wanted to take it a step further, I wanted him to fantasize about doing it with a man, with Drew, a stud. In bed one night, Danny confided that she got extremely turned on whenever a guy, any guy, would stare at her.“You don’t find it unsettling or rude?” I asked.“No. In fact, I’d love to just once fuck the crap out of a total stranger.”Danny’s revelation came as a small surprise to me. This prompted a long discussion about sexual fantasies.“You know," Danny said after a bit, “we should try and see who can make the other’s fantasy come true first.”It was a daunting challenge, but one I was willing. "Thanks Hank!! Catch ya later!!" I yelled to him in the kitchen.Sticking his head out the door, he called out, "Hey, thanks you two! Good to see you again!"Leading Brit to my truck, I opened the door for her and eyed her long, shapely legs as she tried to crawl into the cab. "You and your damn truck! It's so friggin' high!" she playfully complained as she slid back to the ground. Turning to face the inside of the truck, she crawled in face first. I knew she only did it to give me a glimpse at. I'll tell you something. We of the female persuasion use the word "fine" to mean many things, but you won't find any of them listed in the dictionary. If a woman says "fine" to you, get some flowers and try to figure out what you did to piss her off. If she puts an exclamation point after it, you'd better cover your balls, too.So, this was the home of both a woman whose son I was trying to steal and a young girl, soon to be woman, whose hero and masturbatory fantasy I was trying to steal. When.