"Oh, Alllaahhh," moaned Fahima in the throes of ecstasy. She had never felt such pleasure as Donte continued to devour her tits. She could feel Donte'...s cock straining against his jeans, it felt like it was going to burst out of the jeans."I want to see your cock." she said in between moans.Donte got up from the couch and began to undo his belt buckle and, without missing a beat, Fahima got on her knees looking up at Donte with fierce hunger in her eyes. Soon Donte's jeans were around his ankles. "Ten minutes later Matt walked into the room followed by a big, beefy looking man. "This here is Al. Al is our next door neighbor and six months ago his wife left him and Al says he hasn't been laid since she left and so he should be full of cum up to his ears. Al, this is Monica and she is just dying for a good fuck. Why don't the two of you see if you can't help each other out."I looked at Marge and she looked horrified at what Matt had just done. Then I looked at Al and saw that he was beet. " You feed off dreams?" We feed off emotions," Cara explained. "Not the emotions themselves butthe energy that is created by strong emotions."Tom's jaw dropped slightly while his eyes narrowed. "I don't understand?If you feed on dreams, why did you..." Why did I sleep with other men?" Cara sighed as she closed her eyes andbowed her head. "I, I thought I had to." Opening her eyes again, Caralooked back up at Tom. "I was lied to by someone I thought was myfriend." What do you mean?" She was. Actually I didn?t want to go up there and get naked at all. Now the fourth song started and she took a blanket and spread it out on the stage. She did the splits on the blanket, then laid on her back and spread her legs so wide that no one had to use their imagination to know what her anatomy looked like. She was moving all around the stage with that blanket under her so everyone got to see every part of her.Then the next song went quiet again and we could hear each other talk again. Talk.