Beth couldn't remember when they held the last party at the house. Meg was her only friend and Meg took pains to avoid being in the house when Bruce w...s home. Meg said that she couldn't stand the constant bickering between Beth and Bruce.She was concentrating on the liquid in the bottom of her glass and became aware that someone close to her was talking. She looked up to see an older man smiling at her. The man had said something that she hadn't heard; at least she didn't think she did."I'm. I licked her there, felt her shudder beneath me, licked her again and then again and again. And each time that I did, I could feel and sense her response to it. I slid one finger inside her, felt the moisture as it gathered, still flicking and licking her tiny little nubbin of pleasure. Madeline again moaned, the sound itself bringing me far more pleasure than I was giving her. ‘Oh!’ I continued licking, continued to softly finger-fuck her pussy, gently sucking her clit until it became obvious. For the first time, I tore my eyes away from the screen and looked to my side to see a hole in the wall that was the same shape and size of the little door she had just opened. Roughly six inches by six inches. Could it be? Was she in the next room? I stopped stroking myself and leaned in closer and looked through the hole. I was delighted to see, first the white panties, and then her huge cock sticking out the side of them. She stepped up to the hole and the head of her dick was just an inch. A most shocking and painful dream. In it, we were so close to one another. I was coming to visit him, to see him and the excitement I had felt in this dream matched the excitement I once felt before. The love, the laughter and all the happiness and hope he brought me all tangled into one blissful feeling as I dreamt of riding in a cab to reach him. Of course, in the end, I was unable to find him once I reached my destination. He had not presented me with his presence as promised and even after.