They glanced back as he walked behind Lucy, pressed a hand on her back making her lean forward and shoved his cock into her! "Good Morning", he whispe...red. "Wow", Lucy spoke!. "Good morning Dear", Brenda smiled. He thrust into Lucy several more times, then leaned Brenda over. "Good Morning Mom", he grinned. He fucked them both about 5 quick minutes, then spurt each with a few wads of cum. He left them to finish and quietly went back to Andy, still sleeping. Brenda and Lucy stood dripping his cum. .. then finally said, "Figured that out did you? Not that long. What gave it away?" You remember when I said you tasted different the first time I kissed you for real? Well she did too. The really interesting part is that the two of you tasted exactly opposite of each other in the dream versus the reality. Since I didn't have any experience to go by, it had to have been your experience projecting into the dream. Your experience therefore had to be with each other. That also means that for both. They dressed each other as best they could and looked at each other. No words were needed between them."We must hurry, signore. The guards are changing and we have to enter the palazzo." Will you both be well, Signora Angela?" Yes, signore. The captain of the guards is my friend, he will let us go through the gates."He looked at Angela and smiled. Surely the captain of the guards was more than a mere friend. The woman was in her prime and certainly would not lack suitors. He would have had a go. ’ ‘You weren’t?’ he asked, stunned again, and then embarrassed. He looked at the table, at the wall, anywhere but at me. ‘Oh, geez. Oh gosh. I’m . . .not that kind of guy. I’m . . . waiting for marriage, and . . .’ My erudite and well-spoken companion was suddenly dumb-struck, and terribly like a bashful schoolboy. And I, who had always known what to do with bashful schoolboys, was mystified. Why could I not kindle a flame in him that didn’t flicker out before it even got started? This man had.