Explosions... Sparks Fly... Whatever you want to call it. There was nothing in the world like the sight of this big mature woman's ass doing all the w...ork... sliding back and forth on my cock as I leaned against the wall of the bathroom stall staring in utter amazement. Her warm pussy squeezing my hard cock and the rocking motion combined into nothing short of pure glory. Her ass wiggled with the motion and my hands couldn't help but squeeze and explore her massive mounds of flesh. Gripping each. He could read and feel their thoughts, enter their dreams, become part of their dreams, merge their dreams with waking reality and fold their waking night reality into a dream.It almost ruined his life. The quiet night became a cacophony of noise each night during his adolescence until he learned to control its flow, shut it out. But still he was drawn, as men are, to the dreams of women and their scent. In high school and college he could avoid the gross insecurity of not knowing for sure if a. And it was something she desired to do only with Jack ... Talk. She still had not had the chance to talk to Jack about the million thoughts going through her mind since they had been together in her room, when she had held his cock in her hands and jerked it off, and when he ventured to slip his hand inside her panties and explore her vagina, until she had her very first happy ending. There was so much she wanted to tell, and to ask Jack about it all. Unfortunately Taylor knew, Jack had to work. I come home from town or from somewhere chasing down an outlaw and you are here. Maybe I don't tell you I love you enough. You have been the light that shines in my heart for twenty years. I would be nothing without you." I love to hear you tell me you love me. What about Mary Eustis? She was before me." Yes she was. Remember though, there was a purpose behind what we did and you benefited. I'll admit having a child by her was a surprise to both of us, but then that was fine as well. I couldn't.