His face got red again. I just chuckled at him. Mason distributed the tickets. Anna and I went in with Mason close behind. Prince Asshole brought up t...he rear.We went through the exhibits as it continued to get warmer. Anna rolled up her sleeves as did Mason. Prince Asshole walked with us moving his coat from one arm to the other. He was still sweating. We enjoyed the Gardens and special exhibits. It was lunchtime when Mason called our limo to return for us. After he finished, I quietly. He enjoyed the feeling of her soft hand for a moment, then he climbed onto the bed and lay in the middle of it. Taylor briefly licked his balls and ran her mouth up and down his cock a few times before moving to straddle him.As she guided his cock to her dripping pussy, he was fondling her luscious tits and caressing her hard nipples. She lowered herself onto his fat hard shaft and both moaned as he was engulfed in her hot, wet pussy. She started to slowly ride up and down on it but his. ”“Really? I’m in bed with the hottest girl I’ve ever known and she is sound asleep. Absofuckinglutely amazing!” He turned over, none too happy with the turn of events, and was himself, soon asleep.***Charlene did not often dream, but when she did, it was usually vivid and mostly realistic. She dreamt about things that had happened and things that might have happened. This night she did dream, and it was both.The dream began with sixteen-year-old Charlene in her room on a Sunday night. Dressed. He had never meant to do that, but theyhad just kind of slipped out. But once words were said, they couldnever really be recalled. She had every right to be mad at him. Butnothing she could ever do to him could make him feel worse than he didright now about it. He had tried to tell her he was sorry, but shedidn't want to hear it... rightfully so. He needed a way to fix thingswith her. But he didn't have a clue as to how.Disgusted with himself, he grabbed his curling iron and went to work.