I was thinking about what you did just last night and I when I fell asleep I dreamed about that night.” “I hope it wasn’t a bad dream?” “No ...apa it was great,” Yuvraj replied blushing. “Tell me about your dream?” Kailash asked. “Your hand kept moving Papa, you hand felt hot when you touched my. It felt good,” Yuvraj whispered. “Did you touch mine?” Kailash asked. “Yeah Papa,” Yuvraj replied. “And?” Kailash asked. “It felt good Papa.” “Did we do anything else in your dream?” “Everything Papa,. I brushed the stray bed-head hairs from her beautiful honey colored eyes. I didn’t want that moment to end, but I knew my next question might crash the party.“So…about last night, where do we go from here?”“I was thinking about that. I need to think some more. Why don’t you take a shower while I cook breakfast? How does French toast and bacon sound?”“Wonderful.” I replied. She sat up on my driving my hard cock deep in her. We both groaned in pleasure. She rolled her hips causing my cock to move. After all, even if only she ever knew, there would be nothing even slightly inhibitive in her preparations. Savoring the silky material as she contemplated style and color, she remembered to note those with the thinnest of crotches recalling how she longed for the sensation of his fingers feeling her pussy for the first time…feeling her swollen lips…tracing them through the fabric…separating them…pressing into her open mouth wetting the material in her copious response then sliding it to her. I watched as his buttocks tensed and he pumped streams of warm sperm deep into my wife's smooth pussy.Mike rolled off from Kathy and I was greeted with the sight of her puffy red pussy. It was smooth and gaping open with her love lips hanging apart wet and shiny. As I looked I saw Mikes white sperm seep from her gaping hole and start to dribble out from the bottom of her pussy. Pam roughly grabbed me by the hair and pulled me forward 'clean it' she commanded. I looked at Kathy's smooth pussy.