"Asshole," she replied, squirming under him. She zipped the bag back up and raised her knees against it. As he began to pump, she again let her mind w...nder.He did indeed dream again:He stands in the familiar to him high school corridor, his shoulder against a locker, his back against a cement block wall. A guy is standing in front of him, so close he can smell the guy's cigarette soured breath, smell the spice of his deodorant, the soap of the shower he'd taken after gym. The guy's hands are. I heard the water being turned on and the sound of a belt buckle dropping onto tile. I assumed this meant he was undressing and hoping into the shower. That's when I started thinking... “I've only seen his dick on cam before... I really want to see it in real life.” Then an idea popped into my head. I realized I had not yet given him a towel so I slipped inside the bathroom. I yelled over the running water, "Hey Kev I left a towel for you on the counter." And then I slipped out of the bathroom.. He laughed, telling me that he was able to fulfill the fantasy of every white woman.Some weeks ago he invited me to have dinner. My loving Victor was away from town for several days, so, he would not even notice my cheating with Erasmus.We met at a nice restaurant outside the town and enjoyed a very nice meal; after dessert he poured some drinks and continued a nice conversation.I could not even remember what happened during the next hours; all I know is I woke up laying on my back on a cold. Actually my chithi’s husband is an Marketing manager in a leading company in trichy and due to his work schedule he will be in travel most of the days in a month and also whenever he returns to home he used a drink a lot and go to bed it seems so due to this my cChithi is very much in need of screw her pussy and even more than 5 yrs I used to masturbate in the dream of my lovable chithi and without knowing this she use to speak and behave very friendly with me.About 7 days back I went to my.