In the excellent TV miniseries DTF St. Louis, Clark (Jason Bateman) and Carol (Linda Cardinalli) begin an affair and start having secret motel rendezvous to explore Clark’s long-repressed fantasies, fetishes, and role-playing scenarios.They call these encounters “dream meetings.” Every dream meeting, Clark reveals a particular sexual fantasy he has, and Carol fulfills it without judgment.
When I started planning to see Cali and Alia for a duo, I immediately started thinking about these “dream meetings.” I thought I should find a “dream” and ask them to fulfill it. It did not take long to come up with one; lately, I’ve been discovering new things about me every time I see them. However, instead of telling them directly what my dream was, I just hinted at it, hoping that by now, they knew me well enough to be able to guess it. As it turns out, they know me well enough! These exquisite, beautiful, sexual nymphs have given me a memory that will last forever.
As soon as I crossed the threshold, Cali and Alia started kissing me and putting their hands all over me. They looked hot as fuck, both wearing sexy skimpy outfits: Alia in black, Cali in neon green. Before I could even take my shoes off, I think Cali undid part of my shirt and bit one of my nipples, big smile on her face. We had a couple of laughs on the way to the room (they’re always laughing; always in good spirits!) and not long after that, they just ravaged me, like a couple of ravenous vampires desperate for blood. Cali and Alia are perfect for each other: they're both relentless: they do not stop; they will not stop; they will always find things to do. Immediately, there were tongues everywhere, in all kinds of different combinations, in all kinds of places. A triple kiss is heaven. Everything just flowed; no awkward interruptions, no breaks: flesh, teeth, giggles, fingers, nipples, dripping wet pussies, my cock permanently stiff, voracious mouths, moans, spit everywhere—there were two big pools of it on the floor at the end! I’m not one to provide details, but here’s a highlight: I discovered a pleasure spot for Alia (and no, it’s not the one you’re thinking) and she started desperately rubbing her pussy while I was licking it until she came so hard she had to cover her own mouth. Here’s another: Cali goes from kissing me, her tongue deep in my mouth, to biting my nipples deliciously hard while I was standing in front of a full-length mirror, where I could see Alia on her knees devouring me and slobbering all over me.
Back to my dream. I won’t tell what it was (because it’s my dream!), but I can tell you this: Cali and Alia gave me one of the most delicious and intense experiences I’ve ever had. They don’t provide (only) sex; they provide dreams. They’re dream providers.
When I started planning to see Cali and Alia for a duo, I immediately started thinking about these “dream meetings.” I thought I should find a “dream” and ask them to fulfill it. It did not take long to come up with one; lately, I’ve been discovering new things about me every time I see them. However, instead of telling them directly what my dream was, I just hinted at it, hoping that by now, they knew me well enough to be able to guess it. As it turns out, they know me well enough! These exquisite, beautiful, sexual nymphs have given me a memory that will last forever.
As soon as I crossed the threshold, Cali and Alia started kissing me and putting their hands all over me. They looked hot as fuck, both wearing sexy skimpy outfits: Alia in black, Cali in neon green. Before I could even take my shoes off, I think Cali undid part of my shirt and bit one of my nipples, big smile on her face. We had a couple of laughs on the way to the room (they’re always laughing; always in good spirits!) and not long after that, they just ravaged me, like a couple of ravenous vampires desperate for blood. Cali and Alia are perfect for each other: they're both relentless: they do not stop; they will not stop; they will always find things to do. Immediately, there were tongues everywhere, in all kinds of different combinations, in all kinds of places. A triple kiss is heaven. Everything just flowed; no awkward interruptions, no breaks: flesh, teeth, giggles, fingers, nipples, dripping wet pussies, my cock permanently stiff, voracious mouths, moans, spit everywhere—there were two big pools of it on the floor at the end! I’m not one to provide details, but here’s a highlight: I discovered a pleasure spot for Alia (and no, it’s not the one you’re thinking) and she started desperately rubbing her pussy while I was licking it until she came so hard she had to cover her own mouth. Here’s another: Cali goes from kissing me, her tongue deep in my mouth, to biting my nipples deliciously hard while I was standing in front of a full-length mirror, where I could see Alia on her knees devouring me and slobbering all over me.
Back to my dream. I won’t tell what it was (because it’s my dream!), but I can tell you this: Cali and Alia gave me one of the most delicious and intense experiences I’ve ever had. They don’t provide (only) sex; they provide dreams. They’re dream providers.
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