The dancing flames cast moving images through his eyelids, and these merged with moving images of light and shadow in his mind. Dream state: the free ...realm where the mind wanders not in ordered paths as the traveler will, but moves through scenes springing out of unconscious depths, those fountains of the deeper consciousness that wakeful states cannot command.He woke in a pit house with a hard-packed dirt floor and circular stone walls. The air was stifling, smothering, fetid with centuries of. .' My knees were pressed tightly against the sides of Daniel's hips as he grind and hunched his immensely huge male member up into my neither region. I whined and gasp short swift breaths as Daniel lowered his upper torroso to mine and nestled his face in the cradle of my neck and shoulder, I craned my head away from his face as he licked and sucked at my neck. I hooked my feet into the hollows of Daniel's knees, trying to pull him from my ruptured anal opening with my feet. I clinched my eyes. Annemarie is hoping she can stay forever and mother many beautiful blonde dear daring dirty daughters for my use.Annemarie is crying loud in orgasming and contracts her tasty tight twat, milking my manliness into shooting seeds.Annemarie is satisfied feeling my milliards of boys swim up her wet womanhood to make her mother of tasty twins.Annemarie is asking me to cover her body instead of the woolen blanket till she disappears from our conciousness.Annemarie is immediately dreaming deeply of a. He's never judgmental. He really does listen, and whatever he has suggested me to do, has always been the right thing. Some times I'd have to ponder on the meaning of his cryptic, slow speech, where one word usually paints a whole picture of thought, but if I really listen, I understand.He also never tells you what to do, it's always advice, and only if asked for, never any expectations.I've seen him sit for hours in a group conversing, waiting for his moment to speak, letting all others speak.