I returned home one night after playing some pool and drinking many beers to a dark house. Robert and his daughter must already be sleeping I thought,... and I walked as quietly as I could up the stairs to my room. I quickly stripped and fell into a drunken slumber.My dreams were crazy. First I am playing pool with Tom Cruise and Paul Newman, and then I am chased by a bunch of zombies that said I cheated at playing pool. Non-stop wackiness. Suddenly my dreams turned erotic. I felt myself floating. I raise an eyebrow, and flash a one sided smile knowing that I wasn't the only one thinking about our fantastic sex. What should have been a short, one person shower had suddenly become a classic porno sex scene and I didn't even mind. You liked being creative, using what I was impressed to see was a multitude of soaps, shampoos and gels to clean what seemed every nook on my body, behind my knees, under my breasts, your expert hands causing shocks of pleasure to emanate through my body. I did. He couldn’t help sneaking a glance at her breasts, which her gown was struggling to conceal, as he was led through the lounge into the kitchen. It must have been quite a night, Keith thought to himself. Underwear strewn around the lounge, empty ice cream cartons and a large black strap-on dildo on the floor. He sat down at the kitchen table and watched Chrissie as she made the coffee. He loved to watch Chrissie. She grabbed the kettle, filled it with water and switched it on. Reaching up to. My dick started to throb and get harder and harder until she took out her hand and said "oops" i did the only thing i thought i should do in that situation and i took off those damned pants and boxers and no sooner did i do that she starts jacking me off rubbing my balls with her free hand as her soft hand slid up and down my shaft. i started to feel what i thought was going to be a eruption and then she stops again as if she knew what i was going to do. she then takes a condom opens it and.