He was a tall man, broad and lean, around forty, with long, grey hair tied back into a bun. He was clean shaven, with a defined face and noticeable li...es along his forehead. He was dressed formally, in grey trousers, a white collared shirt and a mustard yellow jumper. “Wonderful. Bring us some tea while Amy and I talk for a few minutes.” He calmly replied. Laura left the room and Dr. Conseil moved over to one of the red leather sofas and sat down. He gestured for Amy to sit down on the other. He had light brown wild hair that would stick out at random angles, which he would always subconsciously mess up even more with his hand. He was quite tall and thin, yet proportioned and toned. I had never looked at him twice before, until one night, out of the blue I had the most amazing, sensual and vivid dream in my life. The dream came when I was at a drama camp for a production in which he played the main role, so you could say he had been in my head that day. The dream started with just. .. and exhibited all the earmarks of a couple freshly fed and fucked. The male was quite surprised to find uniformed and armed people onboard. The female was unashamed to be naked in the presence of young sailors. Her attitude was almost that of Ama pearl divers ... and she was gaijin, a round eye.The petty officer in command of the 15 meter (50 ft) Isokaze class craft disapproved of the teenage wish to appear more European by having facial surgery to remove the Oriental fold and become round. Then I became aware of his cock. Still hard, pressing into my back. Its little throbs and supple swells. “I think someone is still in the game,” I chuckled. “Ya, what about that? It's like my dick got supercharged when you went all crazy on top of me,” he laughed. I had just went off and crazy to cum. The lewd images of Charles cleaning my nasty used pussy was so fierce an urge it took over my sanity. I didn’t know I was capable of doing such a bad thing to him, but it felt so good, so.