"yes I understand" I said in a very soft voice, "on your knees and suck my cock now!!!" He demanded. I slid to my knees, my hands rubbing his hai...ry chest I looked him in the eyes with a submissive look like I was the slut he desired. My chin slid down the lenght of his massive cock till my lips touched his precum soaked cockhead.My tongue picked his heavy cock into my mouth,sliding it in,tasting his precum on my lips. As his cock slowly entered my mouth it was big and. I couldn't stop thinking about the images in that book. It's a good thing it was a slow night.I was exhausted when I got home. It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be to fall into a deep sleep. I didn't masturbate before I went to sleep. I was exhausted. But all night long I experienced vivid dreams inspired by that book I had taken. I should have been horrified. To any normal woman they would have been nightmares, but not to me.When I awoke the next morning the first thing I did was get the. But Susan LOVES to take it up the ass. Go over to the cabinet next to the stove and get the bottle of Mazola Oil.” I quickly grabbed the bottle of cooking oil and stood there awaiting my next instruction. Mrs. Levine spread Susan’s ass cheeks apart and yelled “Don’t just stand there with a fucking hard-on. Pour the oil down her ass crack. Mazola is cholesterol free, you know.” I put a copious amount of oil in Susan’s ass crack until it ran down her pussy lips and her inner thighs. “Put some oil. She had a languid look on her face, her eyes sleepily voluptuous, and I smiled back bashfully when I saw her eyes glance at my bobbing cock as I turned toward her. I shifted to my other side and made a big show of wetting my hands with lotion, noticing that they trembled slightly. I hoped the others didn't see. I knew, of course, what was happening. What was happening, I was certain, was that I was still napping under the sun on Fire Island and that this was a dream. I would wake and the ocean.