I let her use some of my Calvin Klein Obsession perfume. She kissed me deeply on my lips and thanked me for inviting her over. She left. That is when ...I woke up in a sweat again.I felt pressure in my ass it was Mark fucking me while I was dreaming. He pulled out and came on my right ass cheek and gently rubbed it in. I turned around still half asleep and looked at him and said ”What the fuck are you doing baby”.“You were having another sex dream and woke me up I was stroking my cock for a little. I guess itwas about as up close and honest as you could get. I sat there with asappy stupid grin on my face that I am sure matched the one Lidia woreearlier. Damn I was a romantic too. They parted and Deanna reachedover to give me a hug I thought. Only her hand grabbed my head andtilted it to the side as she planted an equally passionate kiss on mylips. Her tongue invaded my mouth as she grabbed my ass with her otherhand.She parted from our kiss, smacked me really hard on the ass and. She was surprised that, in spite of her sarcasm, David persisted, knowing that there was no reward for his concern for her welfare. Finally she asked, ‘David, there must be something I can do to repay your kindness. Can I pay for half the cost of the motel room?’ ‘No, the company has already paid for the room and breakfast in the morning. You really don’t owe me anything, Cora. Just having you here, safe and sound, is enough reward for me.’ ‘Nothing?’ ‘Well, I’ll tell you what. There’s. I scrolled and came across something labeled BeMo. I clicked, obviously. With a name like that- totally gagging for it. The page loaded and it was small quotes; "Call me not with careless whispers, caressing my desires within." Poetry? Andy didn't strike me as a poet... Well I didn't even know if this was his work. I read through heartfelt and sexual poetry. These words were affecting me way to much. It was turning me on. I closed Andy's laptop. "I'm gonna go put on my pajamas, Andy. Back in a.