You wonder if these are scenes you remember from films or documentaries that you have watched, but you don't think that's the case. First off, you are...certain the scenes from your dreams are not from any film you have ever watched. They feel so much more real, like a personal memory. You feel like you were actually there, and were a part of the events... like the events are seen through your own eyes. You can hear, smell and feel the world around you as the events unfold.At first, you. Clara had started to breathe deeper, and there was a slight smile as my fingers lightly explored her, but it changed as I withdrew slightly, and then gave her pussy a ‘slap!’ “uhhh-AH!” she called out. Again I got her the same way, and she cried out louder. Clara jumped a bit as I rubbed her pussy thru her panties. They were soaked. “”Well-well…” I said as I shook my head.Grabbing my bought submissive, I lifted her up and moved her roughly, to the couch, rolling her onto her back. There was. Ms. Stone was wearing a shorter skirt the usual today, with smoky black hose, with the seams up the back, and a sheer blouse that left her black lacy bra clearly visible. I really didn’t need any more encouragement than I already had, but she was turning me on, and it showed. As she sat on the corner of her desk, directly in front of me, her skirt rode up just high enough to show me the lace tops of her hose and just a brief glimpse of her sheer black panties. Instant Hard-On Time. I saw the. My husband had a small penis.. about inch and half long and quarter of an inch thick when he had a hard on. Sex with him left me frustrated as he suffered from premature ejaculation and would climax within two seconds. As soon as his penis parted my vulva and before his penis head could penetrate into me he would climax and his seed would spurt outside me. Sex with him left me frustrated. For four long months, my dreams and belief shattered, I yearned for the actual thing. I wanted to.