I started to have very erotic dreams. I swear they were wet dreams, except there wasn't the usual cum splattered in my shorts when I woke up. Still ev...ery morning when I came home, I would take a pill, fall asleep and have some very wonderful dreams. I swear I would even wake up in a haze to the pleasure of an orgasm and shooting out of my cock. Then I would drift back to sleep. When I woke up, there wasn't any sign of my dream. I even had a couple of dreams, or hazy dreams where I thought I saw. I saw his eyes drift over to the food and back to me. He smiled like a cat and walked over to me. Slowly he bent over me, his arms caving me in. One hand slipped through my tank top and found my left breast. I arched on contact. Next thing I knew my shorts were off as well as my tank top. I was now lying naked with Trey over me. He took some of the whipped cream and spread it all over my breasts. He then started licking and sucking them. I ached against him, my pussy directly in front of his. There was a knock and Vicky came in the slightly open door, surveying the mess and the two bodies on the bed. ‘Well, at least you still have your clothes on…’ ‘Auntie, that’s not nice. He just asked me for a date like a decent man.’ ‘Well, I came to ask if you could take the bar for an hour while I catch up with some chores, but if you are too busy…’ Inish jumped up, ‘I’m coming right now.’ She looked back at him, ‘As for you, do your homework and we will work on the mess again tomorrow after. ”“And you knew and wouldn’t tell us?” Spencer asks, ready to rip the man’s head off along with Natalya’s.“Look. We can sit here and argue or you can get vengeance and take her out or we can get on with the mission and you can pursue her on your own time,” Nash spats. “Decide and stop wasting my fucking time.”Silence fills the hall. Each member looks at each other attempting to read what the other had on their mind. “Let’s get on with the mission,” Spencer finally says, breaking the.