I stood frozen my mouth latched on Emma’s breast my tongue resting on her hardened nipple.
My hand had already traveled lower for my *evil idea* during Emma’s apparent orgasm when I heard a feminine voice **outside** the shower.
I don’t know about Emma but when I heard the voice I instantly froze like if I made any move I would suddenly wake up from a dream that was currently being **too** good to be real.
I mean for all I knew this **ALL** could be a dream including last night as the entire time I’ve been Felicity’s roommate she had **never** worn what she wore before she **demanded** I fuck her.
Though I *highly* doubt I dreamt the conversation before now mainly because I *could* imagine things but the conversation was too much detail that no amount of imagination I highly doubt that was a dream.
But last night and now….was too much it **had** to be a dream.
I mean it is *possible* I could have knocked myself out when I stepped in the shower as I *probably* slipped and hit my head and I was laying the shower bleeding.