I have wished to visit you in your dreams time and time again. I have longed to awaken you behind your diamond midst of slumber where you play in the ...field of dreams, dancing to star drops and rainbow fountains, and mountains made of snow, and lakes filled with honey and cream, but our time was not right. There are many obstacles yet to cross and gulfs yet to be enjoined. I have fought many battles during our separation and have heard of your plights with Satan’s beast as well. Our many scars. Encouraging me, helping me, giving me tough love and also making love. We have shared our entire lives together, including our men! They are my entire world. When I met Breanna I knew right away she was special. I told Shan and Jess that she could be our 4th girl. We spent a lot of time together in college, but we never made love. Although I totally would have, because I was very attracted to her, she was only into guys and it never happened. We have kissed thousands of times, spent many nights. His whole muscular frame shuddered as he groaned and lost his load and thrust in and out of my legs. He stopped and held me tightly. I felt safe and warm in his embrace and the smell of manliness came over me. He smelt so good. He put both hands on my face and passionately kissed me, our tongues dancing. At the same time he reached down and regained control of my cock, gently stroking its entire lubed length with a corkscrew finish to maximise the stimulation to the head. It was pure. There was just enough room for them, no one could have walked in. The air inside the closet (as it was just a little larger than an ordinary closet) smelled of sweat, tobacco and a perfume Carey wore when he was playing bitch. Carey and Michael pulled their trousers which crumpled around their ankles. Henry and Boris did the same. Four erect cocks touched legs, buttocks and each other. Michael and Carey exchanged a passionate tongue kiss which surprised even Henry (and made him a bit jealous)..