"It means they don't know ... Saturday is going to be rough ... but not dangerous," I said, "CPO Olsen suggests on Saturday we head straight across to... Frankfort, the wind will be on the quarter. I am assuming he wants us to harbor jump. Stay within a mile or two of shore and gunk hole our way down."Olsen ahemed, "That's not what I said." He saluted, "Permission to come aboard."He wasn't saluting us ... the flag was on the fantail ... he was saluting that.Niels was kind of surprised. "I guess,. This was different, she realised.The bed was damp but not wet. She felt the bedclothes between her legs and the sheets were relatively dry. The duvet hadn’t made it off the bed. She tried desperately to remember what had happened but all she could remember was that she looked into a mirror. She could see herself in the mirror but nothing else. In fact, there was nothing else, just blackness.Fragments of her previous dreams started to emerge and Melissa realised that this was her first dream. Through her pussy chocking my cock I felt my balls tighten, then I started cumming dumping stream after stream of cum deep into her pussy.As the last stream of cum shot down into her, she collapsed onto my chest lifting her head and kissing me. I didn't bother to take my cock out of her I just let it slowly slide out of her as my cock started to soften. I looked down at her laying on my chest and brushed her hair out of her face she smiled at me and I smiled back. I lifted us up and pulled the. He could use some exercise. I'll send him right over." "Thank you so much!" I hung up the phone and had a serious case of butterflies in my stomach. Was I really going to do this? I heard the knock on the door; from the bedroom I hollered for him to come on in. I heard the door open and shut, and his footsteps moving down the hall towards the bedroom door. "Hey, thanks for coming over. I've wanted to rearrange my bedroom for a while, but I just don't have enough strength to do it by.