On the one hand I was embarrassed and humiliated that the 2 of them had tricked me like that; but on the other hand, Ryan had obviously been the ring-...eader and he could probably have talked me into posing for Tom anyway.Then it hit me. Had it been a wet dream; or had one of them actually fucked me? If so which one? Had Ryan let his brother fuck me? I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.I didn’t get the chance to do either as soon afterwards Ryan decided that it was time to head back because we. The people grow on you.” The tone in his voice makes me wonder if he is actually flirting with me. Surely it’s not going to be this easy. I figured I was going to have to work much harder to get this sexy man into my boudoir. I decide to find out of he really is flirting with me. If you’re going to do it why not do it all the way, right? I smile up at him and I feel the heat in my cheeks; I’m hoping I don’t look like a bright red tomato. I want him so much so I decide to go for bold. I’m. What you're doing. What you're thinking about. And then I read back some of our conversations and I'm right there again. Imagining all the things I'm going to do to you. The things you're going to do to me. And that incessant throbbing starts again and here I am. Softly stroking my pussy. Opening the folds, spreading the moistness allllll over and inside. I'm imagining it's your hands exploring me for the first time and I wonder how I will feel to you. Soft. Damp. Slick. Smooth. With nothing. She's in the deepest part of her sleep, but he'll still need to be very careful to not disturb her.He uncovers the remainder of her body and admires her for a moment before proceeding. He slowly moves between her ankles and sits on his haunches. It takes all his willpower to stop himself from taking her right then and there. He carefully parts her knees and lowers himself to his elbows between her thighs. Her scent confirms the nature of her dream.He gently presses the thin material of her.