I was almost fully awake now, the dream or nightmare as it always turned into was gone. I realised the noise was someone banging on my front door. Str...ggling out of bed I grabbed my robe and made my way towards the door of my flat. ‘Mr Sleeman, open up! It’s the police!’ I heard a voice demanding as I got closer to the door. On opening the door I was confronted by four men, one of whom I recognised and two in police uniforms. ‘Martin Sleeman, I’m Detective Sergeant Moon,’ The one in plain. I was looking at it a long time and I was enjoying the view. I acted as if I was not able to find out what it was and this happened daily and I ask him to show it to me and he would show it to me from behind hisdoor and he also started showing his balls to me and it was clearly visible that he was opening his pants and showing his tool but I acted as if I did not know what it is. I was weak in math and he was good in math and everybody in my house knew it.So I went to his house daily on the. "If only I had a physique like that, they would be gathering around me like bees on a honey pot". But Andrew had a lousy shape - small, narrow frame, nerdish. He went for a walk along the shoreline - a lone figure, which nobody noticed.When he returned from his walk, he saw one of the most delicious looking girls he had ever seen on the beach. A natural blonde, she had the most shapely figure. Not too tall, beautiful face, long finger nails, high heels. And she was being waited upon by all. My clothes would be off before I could actually think of doing it, and would be on top of her, slowly pushing my nice hard dick into her wet Pune. She really liked it slow, but then again, so did I. The feeling of our body's touching, moving slowly as one, my dick bare inside her, it was euphoric. We lasted over 40 minutes on this day, until I could no longer hold it.As I came inside her, the feeling of passion seemed to explode in a form I cannot describe. Just try and get a girl who let's you.