I'm not sure if it was my dreamself or my real life self, or maybe both, that pressed back against that dick, rubbing and pressing it harder against m...y ass, before I rolled around half way on my side, but still with my back to my husband and that amazing cock, and spread my legs wide, welcoming that hard dick into my swollen pussy, while guiding his hands from my hard nipples down to my slick clit. It was an amazing dream while he pumped my cunt full with his dick and got me off even more at. And felt her lips on my limp cock, which was rapidly becoming not nearly so limp. “Ohh, shit… that feels good!” I managed to spit out as her lips pressed up and down on me, squeezing tight. I ached to press my hands to the back of her head, pushing her down, at the very least thrust my cock up into her mouth. I couldn’t do either, nothing except sit ― my back straight, head, and every other part of my body held firmly in place. It was tormenting, heavenly, excruciating agony.And Dani damned. She looked to be both heartbroken and elated by the experience and I rolled on my side to touch her face whispering her name. She was simply beautiful. Her eyes looked into mine and she smiled like the sun. Our mouths met and we began to share everything. she joked. The connection between us flared with the humour. Sara looked a little concerned until she realised what I meant by 'closer.' She gleefully opened her thighs wide and pulled me onto her. I slid my stiffness into her warm embrace. I slid it in place and locked it down.Back at the firing position, I slid a magazine in place after putting my ear muffs back on, and began firing steadily at the target. Ten rounds right in the center. I dropped the empty magazine and slid another in putting ten rounds in a really tight group in the head. This was a sweet gun, light, easy to shoot, and very accurate. I was amazed a bad barrel got through the inspectors.For the last magazine, I pushed the quick targets. These targets become lit.