His cock stood up like he had a baseball bat between his legs. I moved eagerly towards him. Placing one leg on the outside of each of his, I was strad...dled above his meaty pole. He looked at my pussy again. My cum was still dripping from it. He reached out with one finger and slid it over my wet lips. Then he placed his cum coated finger against his lips and licked it off.I found that so sexy.He placed his arms on my sides and lifted me. My pussy was now hovering directly over his gigantic cock.. "Em?" I questioned."Carry on please." She whispered.With that permission I slipped the finger into her rear entrance producing a moan of pure pleasure from her. 'I'm definitely going to investigate THAT response if I get half a chance.' I thought. Emma began to breathe in shorter and shorter pants as my tongue continued to work at inducing an orgasm. With an ecstatic cry Emma came, her ass clamping tight around my finger and her pussy gushing onto my tongue. She dropped forward onto her hands,. I was in my own little world, neatly folding my suit trousers and jacket, stuffing my shirt into the gym bag and unlacing my trainers when my bubble was burst “Nice pants, don’t see that every day” came the voice from the showers. It startled me, the dawning reality that I’d been stood in my jockstrap for all to see, as I turned around managing to muster a coy “Erm… sorry, thanks”. I quickly pulled on my running shorts made my excuses and left the locker room – slightly redder than when I’d. My cock seemed clean. Was it another dream? It seemed so real. Two nights in a row things had gone beyond normal. Dreams so real. Yet I felt like I was not in control. What was going on? I took a deep breath trying to calm myself and clear my mind. How could this be happening and why? Suddenly Anne stirred.She slid in for me to spoon her. I automatically wrapped my arm around her, “Good Morning Sunshine.” I was back on autopilot. Her body was warm and gentle, “Love you daddy.” Then as with both.