Rolling Amy's weakened body off of him, he picked her up and carried her to the windows where she had set up the other camera. "What is to occur here...for your finale Amy?" John asked. "I want you to finish me here," she begged."And how am I to finish you Amy?" John asked. Amy turned her face to the camera's side view vantage point and panted, "This is for you baby. You've always said your fantasy was to watch another man fuck me against hotel windows on the Vegas Strip. Well, here it is. . Softer than any man had ever touched. She made me crave her touch more and more with every passing second. Her kiss found its way to my neck then back to my mouth again. I wanted her so much.She stopped, slid off my top and unfastened my lacy bra and let it fall to the floor. Cat stood and started to undo her dress button by button. Once undone, she let it fall off revealing a black set of suspenders, garter belt and matching bra and panty set. She looked good enough to eat. I slipped off my. You've told me about wet dreams you'vehad..." Hey," I protested. "You said those don't necessarily mean anything.I'm so glad I trusted you. Thanks a hell of a lot." First off, you just issued the ultimate qualification - 'necessarilymean anything.' I've asked you to describe the guys in these dreams.You never mention clothes and can, in fact, rarely describe theirfaces. Instead, I hear about their chests. Their arms. Their penises.And their abs. Boy, you sure go on about abs. I haven't decided. ”Bonnie giggled again.“That was my fault, Bon,” said Jen as she leaned around me to look at Bonny. “I put you to bed last night and I couldn’t be bothered getting you into your pjs.”“So how do you feel about sleeping all night in just your undies?” I asked.“I don’t know,” grumbled Bonny. “I didn’t feel anything. I was asleep. But it felt weird waking up like that.”Then she looked at me curiously and ran a finger over my exposed ribs. “You always sleep in just your boxer shorts. Doesn’t that.