‘Once I find the right guy,’ she said with a stroke of his cock and a giggle. ‘I think you found him,’ he said looking down at his cock in her...hand. ‘What about kids? How many kids do you want?’ ‘At least three, just like my Mamma,’ she said fingering his cock, as if fingering a piece of cookie dough before rolling it out to make oatmeal cookies. Now, that his cock was in her hand, now that she was accustomed to the feel of it, she seldom let go of it and every time they parked, she was the one. She didn’t specify anything. That meant he was in complete control of the situation. But, he just stood there, stroking his hard cock. The tip of it was only inches from her waiting lips. The sexual tension was thick. The slut was clenching her bound fists, as she waited for James to make his move. We were all waiting. I was envious. I was starting to feel a little like Rita. I wanted my turn! James finally broke the silence. ‘So, you want this, bobbi?’ Bobbi just nodded her head, still looking. Then, I saw Sarah in the doorway.Kalista arose quickly and said, “The dream was so vivid, Charles. You and I were dancing for a national something or other, but you woke me up before we got the trophy.”We were all amazed at how much detail she was giving us.“Charles, you and I were ... were married, at least that’s how I remember the dream. Your Mom was there. She was our manager, but I didn’t know where Claire was ... she wasn’t in the dream with us.”She began to sob seriously at this point,. Turned out she's a physics major at the University here. That dynamite body does come from sports though. She runs track and wonder of wonders, like me she loves softball.It was during a pretty animated discussion of that sport that I kissed her. Or she kissed me, I'm not sure which. All I can recall is that as we talked we had moved closer and closer together. Our fingers were brushing back and forth against each other. It could have been me who started it; when I first felt that firm thigh.