I had forgotten Sophie was going up to her mother’s house in a small village in the Scottish Highlands. Her dad had died a few years ago, and her mo...ther was still having a bad time. Sophie worked as a commercial translator, so she could work from anywhere with a broadband connection. She liked to spend time with her mother when she could, and with me being tied up on the case, it was a good time for her to go.As it was the stake-out we planned for that night blew out, so I could head home. I always sucked at writing and heck I every timeI wrote something down. After a day or two I would delete it because itfelt weird. However this one is different. It was a dream. That I dreamtbarely a week ago. I wrote this out the moment I woke up. I didn't wantto forget it.Just to warn everyone English is not exactly my first language so youcan expect a lot of problems with my writing. Thanks for even taking thetime to click and read this. Please comment. I do want to hear yourthoughts on. " He broke character and smiled warmly at her."Seriously," he continued, now speaking regularly, "if you're just trying to getout of the sun, come back to where the performers hang out. We can only stand tobe out for 30 minutes at a time in these damn outfits." He laughed, and Tiffanyjoined him.Sure, the young beauty said, she'd love to see where the performers hung out. Itwould be like a backstage tour or something, she thought, and anything beat justhanging around in the heat for six hours. "Do you like this honey? Do you like me sucking his big, fat cock?"She then licked his head and pulled her head back to let the juices dangle and form a string from her lips to his cock about 6 inches long. She slurped the juice back in her mouth and then put more saliva on his cock, pulling her head slightly away, looking me in the eyes as she did this several times. It was so erotic. Mary lowered her head all the way again to the base of Dan's cock, held it there and I couldn't take it any.