Chapter 6

Last thing I remembered after the hot tub was falling onto my bed, then nothing. I thought I must be dreaming, because I could have sworn I could feel a mouth around my dick. I moaned as the warm wetness enveloped the tip of my member, the delicate hands working my long shaft. My mind had even worked up a moan for me as the dream girl filled her mouth with my manhood. I was in the half state of sleep, the dream feeling so real that I hung onto my fleeting sleep as best I could, savouring the wonderful feeling. My ex had never enjoyed giving blowjobs, so I rarely got to experience them. I must have fallen asleep before I was able to address the issue of my overwhelmed libido, and now my brain was trying to remedy the situation. Well, when in Rome.

I slid my hand down my naked stomach to grasp my cock and pump out a much-needed orgasm; maybe I could stop ogling my baby sister once I cleared my mind. Instead of finding my cock, I found someone's hair. I opened my eyes and looked down,