So now let's get to my erotic dream.In my dream I am on the couch and have fallen asleep watching television. A knock at the door awakens me. I arrive...at the door to find Britney there with her hair down and her hat's brim hiding her face. She enters as if she owns the place and says: "We're here for him." I ask: "You are here for who? And who are 'we'?" I ask. She points to the door and Jennifer Lopez struts in and Jennifer answers: "Your man-that's who" as she flings her hat on the dining. Maurice was both incredibly intimidating and also insanely comforting that he liked her. Her mind was slippery and having trouble rationalizing but enjoyed feeling things, like Maurice the pimp running his soapy hands over her body.Her thick thighs are slick with soap suds and her runs his erection up and down the fold between her thighs. It was slippery and felt good and Lexi arched her back to make sure when he slid back up towards her ass that he would find her pussy inviting and slip right. He let Tychocrawl onto his hand from his shirt pocket then held her out for Jutson tosee.Jutson stood and looked down at the CFD standing in Gabriel's hands."Vanessa unit, size category 3. She appears to be heavily damaged,probably from the packaging department judging on the location of thefacial skin tearing. Her personality seems to be activated judging by theway she is looking at me, although her current emotional range is notwhat I expect it to be." He shifted his gaze back to Gabriel.. I expected she would be home and her husband would be at work. I got up, dressed and drove by the factory he worked at to be sure he was there and I headed to her house. She loves to sunbathe in the morning, you know, before it gets too hot and uncomfortable. As I parked in front of the house my heart was pounding and my cock was firm. I got out and walked the sidewalk that led to the back yard. As I rounded the corner of the house there she was nearly completely reclined on a lawn chair. I.