I couldn’t.I sat on the bed stroking my meat watching reach back and play with her pussy. She then screamed, “Do that again.”So I once again sta...rted fucking her from behind. She started moaning. I once again started fucking her faster. Her moans got louder. I then stuck my finger back into her ass. She started moving like a mechanical bull on the highest setting. I tried to hold, but like a few minutes earlier I was flung off. She then started sucking my cock with reckless abandonment. I. There was no end to this dream cock. I moaned that I wanted it all in me. At that point my desire became a reality and what felt like ten inches of cock bottomed out in my pussy. My sleeping mind had only one desire, for this dream to fill me up. And it did the pumping was unbelievable as was the hot load of cum that came with it. I could feel what my pussy could not contain oozing out of me and wetting my ass and the sheets. This was the perfect dream. After my dream lover finished he kissed. It'd still sent your heart racing, but instead of thoughts of Beck, it was Cat's fluttering touch that clouded your mind. You told Beck you didn't like having your neck kissed then. You lied. You'd twisted in his arms, turned and kissed him, his lips broad and cold, and your lips at least were one thing Cat hadn't marked. One thing you could still give to Beck.Cat's lips found your heart next.You were all at the beach. Beck, Andre, Robbie... Cat. Rex was even there, although it could've just. Even the odd fool, who said the wrong thing to Polly, found himself in more trouble than he'd bargained for with Phil and me.As kids the three of us played together all the time; luckily Polly turned out to be a bit of a Tomboy. But then again, she spent all of her time with two boys, so she couldn't really have been anything but. Phil and I certainly wouldn't have played with dolls with her.Polly could kick a football better than either Phil or I. And I can assure you, that being on the.