He felt the prodding connect below his line of sight. Something stiff was pushing its way inside him. He'd had this dream before, he recalled. Once or...twice, at least. He was a woman in the dream, and he was being made love to. It always made him wake up when his dream-self was penetrated. The woman moaned very softly as the pressure in his sphincter increased. He was being stretched down there, but not unpleasantly so. His cock, he saw, was rock hard. The woman eased her hips back and pushed. I walked into the bathroom and you were there, giving Sam a blowjob, “Nice cock!” I couldn’t resist saying. “Yours too”, he replied, “I’d like to give that a try later”.I jumped into the shower before he changed his mind. Jill joined me and we washed each other. When we were dry, we joined you and Sam in the kitchen, Jill slid over to you and kissed you gently, “These two will be useless for a while, why don’t we play?” “I’ve been wanting to get you to myself all night”, you said, “You can be. Compliments me. I get embarrassed and more nervous. I sip my drink slowly. He re-calls our last message about my sissy behaviour and how iv never done it with a man before. I explain I'm inexperienced but curious. Man laughs. Man tells me it's all okay and is very kind. I start to drink more.He asks if I do verious types of d**gs. I reply with some named. He offered a white substance and teaches me how to take it. I drink more till its finished and took what looked to be lines with inhaling it. Before I knew it, Angelina was squirting across the set, her juices flying, as she finished herself off, fingers still flying in and out.“I told you I had a lot of experience masturbating,” she said, winking at me.“And I can see why you like watching girls,” I replied, my hand still jerking my throbbing cock.“I do like boys, though,” she whispered, and moving over towards me, she grabbed my cock and began to jerk it herself, moving her hands up and down my shaft with expertise.Soon, her lips.