" Yeah. Bye." I tried to smile back at her, but it wasn't in me.I decided I'd go to the drugstore during lunch, since it was a 'morning after pill' I ...ad a lot of time, right? Twenty-four hours? I thought so, otherwise they would have called it something else. The 'five minute later pill' or something. I had to go to my classes, my grades weren't that good anyway and if nothing else I'd score some attendance points or something, I hoped. College was turning out to be a lot harder than I'd. She was here. He have his cock a gentle tug in anticipation.Gloria Raynor stood at the bedroom door. Jack was surprised at how she had dressed. She wore black stiletto heels and a trench coat buttoned all the way up to her neck. I wonder what sexy outfit she chose to wear for our first fuck? He mused. He watched as she entered the room and began to unbutton her coat, slowly. Bare skin was exposed as she continued with her buttons.Gloria threw off her coat when it was unbuttoned all the way. " ... does not make Anne a dull girl," Bob muttered. He was lying on the bed, holding his stiff cock up while Anne slowly impaled herself on him."So good," she murmured finally. She ran one hand through her dark hair, and the other over her breasts. The she smiled lazily at him. "Am I dull?" Not that I can tell." He ran his hands up to her waist, holding her. "And certain parts of you are definitely not dull. These, for instance," he added as he cupped her breasts.She began to move, aided by. Guess I'll take a shower and try to get some sleep.She decided to use the shower downstairs, rather than risk waking her husband. What's wrong with me? Why do I keep having a variation of the same dream? What about the ones I had at the Retreat? If I didn't have such a good time in the dreams, I would be worried, but how can I worry when I'm having orgasm after orgasm? Now, both dreams have me lactating in them. Aren't I supposed to be dreaming about nursing a baby, if I'm to dream about.