She was living THE dream. She'd BEEN living it from the moment she'd stepped into the mall, but she hadn't realized until now.Sara began to tremble at...the thought of her dream and reality becoming a single entity. It didn't seem possible but yet as she took a second long look in the glass, her reflection was a mirror image of the one she'd dreamed so many times before. Everything was the same: the display in the window, her skirt blouse combo, her tall black boots, even the blue jacket Prue. However, just before I lost consciousness, Mistress quickly shut off the electrical stimulation and yanked the dildo from my mouth, and I gasped for air. I still fell unconscious, though, the overall ordeal proving too much for me.I was back in the dark again.I woke up again, only to find my self in Mistress’s arms once more. She was petting my hair with her black-gloved hands, but something was different this time. She was looking me in the eye with a warm smile on her face; Mistress’s mask. I was pushed down onto my knees and Dave told me to get one of the other mens cocks out and suck it, which I did. I was well into it when the doors opened, this time there was a man and a woman. The woman said it looked as if I was having a good time and they both entered the lift. I carried on cock sucking while the others were playing with my ass and tits and fingering my cunt. The woman said she was enjoying watching me getting all this attention, and had always wanted to watch a woman get. “Now fuck me good Michael, really good, at least thirty-minutes,” Fiona whispers.“What position?”“On the bed from behind so my girlfriends can watch and you can watch them.”“Like this?,” I ask as we organise on the bed and I kiss and lick her ass cheeks.Her two girlfriends are close by on a couch watching intently, as I grasp Fiona’s glorious ass cheeks and slowly slide my roaring erection into her wet cunt lips.Looking at her two very attractive, naked friends as I build up a rhythm is a huge.