‘It’s alright,’ Béla said, looking at her dream-walking sister. ‘This is Jake. He’s my lifemate; my – husband, here on Earth!’‘Oh,’...Elaine replied, then, ‘Oh! You’re married?’‘Well, yeah,’ Béla admitted, ‘but not really. I think of him as my lifemate, but he thinks I’m dead.’‘You are dead,’ Jake replied, looking sad and wondering how to convince her of that. ‘We never actually got married, and this is just a dream.’‘Are you dreaming me, too?’ Elaine asked, somewhat amused at the man’s strange. “Not too long Mister.” She replied.“Did you have any trouble?” he asked.“No Mister, no trouble.” she said meekly.“Good. I think I have everything we’ll need; OK stand up. We’ll get into the tent now for some of that live action you’ve been so desperate for.”She got shakily to her feet, he placed a hand on her arm to help her. She felt a duffel bag or backpack bump her leg as she turned.He let go her arm and she heard the sound of the zipper of the tent being raised. “OK crawl in.” he. First it was between my buttocks. Then, he pushed the head inside me. As I pushed against him, he entered me completely. He wrapped his arms around me and fondled my breasts while he stroked in and out. At first, he was slow and steady, but, as soon as he heard me moan, my father began thrusting faster and faster. I was filled with my father's hard cock, and I reached down and felt his balls. He groaned at my lascivious touch. "Oh, lord, Andrea, you are one hot cunt!" he gasped into my. Tony got paid every week on Thursday, so for a few months he got into the habit of bringing home a little payday cocaine and we would party together. This being one of the indulgences I allowed myself at that age. Every time we got wired, Tony got even more sexual than usual. To be specific, he loved to lick my pussy. He's the first man who performed oral sex on me who really knew what he was doing. And I always enjoyed it immensely when he went down on me. This particular Thursday was really.