I couldn't get a grasp on reality. I figured I had to be dreaming. I did everything I could to wake myself up. I slapped myself across the face which ...urt quite a bit. I stood up and jumped up and down and wasn't able to fly. In most my dreams I'm able to fly. Then I grabbed my water bottle and sprayed my face as that always wakes me up and I just ended up with a wet face and so I figured that I was awake and this wasn't some wonderful dream...I immediately filled out the back of the ticket and. Finally, that Saturday arrived and I had a two hour window to get over there. I had all my essentials in my purse as always. That was the evening for a lot of firsts and diversity. Right off the bat, the first cock was long and thinner and I was on my knees deep-throating it. It had been so long since I was last there, I was out of my mind with lust. I gagged and swallowed it down to the balls. I wanted him to cum down my throat and not in my mouth. I had to stop a minute and free myself of my. King size water bed, 2 dressers, 2 bureaus, TV, VCR, mirror tiled ceiling and walls, you know, complete luxury. One complete side of the room was closets. I opened the mirrored doors to investigate. It was a complete walk-in closet. On the left side was Calvin's clothes, on the right Angie's. Angie was a very beautiful woman, and always thinking of making it with her gave me a massive hard-on. I sometimes screwed my wife, thinking she was Angie in my mind. Looking at her clothes, I. ‘Mrs Mac,’ I said. ‘I’m sorry .. I’ll never.. ‘Shut up,’ she said. ‘Just do everything I say, and no one will be any the wiser. Sit back! Show me this’ And she pulled my hands away and stared at my slack prick. ‘I’m going to show you what to do with that.’ she said. She stepped back and lifted up her skirt. Her pants were big and tight with a suspenders coming out from the banded legs holding up her nylon stockings. The flesh between her stockings and the leg of her pants was white and soft..