Day of Double Dose of Debauchery
The day after "Leprechaun Day", I got an early morning shout from KBerri and a roar from Wildcat later in the evening. Both dreams went as follows:
My AM Dream: Was on liberty from work and decided to start the day off right after KBerri shot me digital note convincing me of a decadent dream. Before I knew it, I bathed, donned garb, and galloped on over. Mazing my way through morning congestion to go pick her up, I reached destination after breaking a few traffic edicts. We both decided to grab grub first, for we were both famished and needin a little energy for our morning frolic.
After devouring our sustenance we did a short trek to a romantic spot to take a nap. We both quickly went to sleep and started our reverie. Off comes our wrappings; On comes the vacuuming the stick shift in my land cruiser, which often gets her all revved up. Though, I wanted little more hoover on Jr, I didn't protest when she imparted about yearning to be impaled. Ohh Boi! What's a Monger to do!? Berri spread as wide as she could in our snug confines; I take position in my rightful place; she grabs Jr, gives a couple strokes of approval and guides me in on target.
Commence to jamming away for a very extensive epoch and was undoubtedly making jam out of Berri's berry patch. We all know that jam has the consistency of being sticky. Now add wet and warm to the sense. Anyways, I wanted the endeavor to be long-lasting, but she's moaning at me to pound pelt w / no remorse. While squeezing both of her natural twin peaks together whilst skillfully licking both nips simultaneously she throws me off edge. Jr pulls out and fires several face shot that fall short, mostly on tummy and twins. Man batter is plentiful.
Had to take a moment to recover and remember where I was at. In sweaty bliss, as far as I knew at the moment. Woke up, cleaned up, threw on attire. Trotted to her abode to drop her off; did our hugs, kisses, and high-5's; we both left spent and content. Went to home base to shower and recoup.
My PM Dream: Last leg of the day and out collecting cans, I get a roar from Wildcat wanting to earn a Jack. Thinking of the time and president well spent w / Berri, thought what the hell- plenty of Poni left. No breaking of speed records, but still made it to her locale. Made the scoop, creeped to one of our romantic spot, and went to sleep.
Nothing out of the ordinary. Wildcat knew the drill and did the dirty dive for Jr. Though I knew she just took her street meds, I knew she can still take of business. That she did! To prove that she did, she did what any dentist would say: Open wide and say "Ahhh". There in her oral cavity was the work well done. One of my kids may have even waved right before the gullet glide. Look out tummy here it cums. "Yummy!" is Wildcat's closing signature along w / a shit-eating grin.
Being that these two dreams happened the day after "Green Day", I guess this day gave delineation to the famous saying "Hump Day" in fornicating form. Marked this day as the day I got double lucky after "Lucky Day".
As for others, I guess Lady Luck wasn't as fortunate for. Just read Rusty12's negative post on Wildcat and feel sorry for the unfavorable dream you had w / Wildcat. Think next time we (Wildcat and I) communicate, topic at hand will be admittance to G8 way. Maybe earn another Jack in route so she'll have soda and snack funding during her stay. I don't excuse her mischief on fellow Mongers and it's about time that she is given the miracle meds she actually needs.
Commander, if you're still lurkin around, need your help w / your girl, bro.
BSHM.
-PB.
**Working on snaps; they're cumming!