She was wearing what looked like hiking shorts and a close-fitting tank top that showed off her breasts to good advantage. XXX My hips had taken on a life of there own, pumping into her. I stood just behind her admiring her firm ass and fondling her breasts. “We are friends,” said a male voice, “do not be alarmed.”
“Who are you?” I asked softly, “Where are you?”
“There is no need to vocalize.” said the voice, “just try to think clearly.”
I repeated my questions silently, trying to think of the old movie or book that might be the source of this particular hallucination. I wondered what she would look like naked, giving me a blowjob or riding me cowgirl fashion. I got Peter and Becky’s attention, telling them someone else would be joining us this evening and suggested he bring along an old blanket to be more
