Eliza was snuggled to my side, tracing gentle patterns in my chest hair languidly with one fingertip. Of course, she knew exactly when I was awake... ..."Yes, I can see your dreams, but I prefer not to. Dreams are like hallucinations, they don't make much sense. I prefer just to gather the emotional content of the sleeping thoughts. Would you like me to wake you up if you start to have a nightmare?" I pondered the question a moment, and told her "No. I would rather my brain do what it wants.. I grinned as he lowered himself on top of me, his skin touching mine. It sent chills through my body. He kissed and licked every inch of my body. I did the same to his cock in returned. When he had hardened, he lodged his dick inside my warm, juicy, wet pussy. He immediately went into hard and heavy thrusting. My moans grew louder until they turned to screams. He went harder and faster, groaning in sync with me. Before either of us had reached an orgasm, he pulled out. He then rolled me on my. ” I could hear her clear her throat. “And two,” she continued with a bit more hesitancy, “the Banshee comes to me in my dreams and begs for my help.”“Ooooh!” she blurted out in a deep, almost painful growl. “Now you probably think I’m weird or crazy or both.”I laughed. “I’ve heard a lot weirder,” I said while still laughing, “from people who are a lot crazier than you.” Without intending it, my voice snapped to serious as I continued, “and what they had to say to me turned out to be absolutely. 'She's married you know', as I look between the seats at my girlfriends face, she's not out of it, just screwed-up as she is being humped, then, suddenly he finishes as quickly as he started, and get off of her and throws her legs into the car and closes the door, I look at her again and not she is asleep.He climbs in, 'Fuck me that was fucking good', he explains, 'You Belles have a bad reputation', he continues and winks at me, buckles-up and drives off.I was so horny I knew I needed sex, so I.