Internal Ecstasy: Roxy Dee’s Creamy Climax

She turned out the bedroom light and checked again. XXX The toes of her high heeled feet were touching the roof of the car. “Well,” she said “are you guys ready to hit another place?”
“Sure. They seem so real that I wake up in a cold sweat, and I can almost feel what was happening in the dream. She broke down, tears of shame and betrayal streaming down her cheeks. Let’s go in and get a drink.”
“What’s the hurry?” Tom asked with his mouth still pressed to her neck. She would then Xerox those pages, making dozens and dozens of copies. Oh. Get a grip!