WTF?! I’m not even a Bill Paxton fan?!
It was following a scene of having been chased by bad guys...
I ended up with Bill Paxton reporting the issue because he was a cop or something.
Then afterward we’re sitting in these side by side recliners watching some BS on TV...
Things got flirty and then he crawls on top of me and dangles his dick in my face, then I grab it and start rubbing it against my forehead and he blew his load pretty much immediately.
I was surprised and relieved it was so fast. Super huge load too, all over my face, on my chest and shoulders... he led me to the kitchen sink to wash it all off.
While I was washing I noticed there were some spiritual trinkets sitting by the sink...
Angels made out of all different colored crystals, and there were these little packaged squares with a sticker label with a pentagram on them, listing different scents/uses, and they were multicolored too.
He noticed that I had noticed them and then he randomly started talking in a British accent asking me if I had done some shit like load the dishwasher or put liquid in something, no idea, I couldn’t really understand him over the running water. I was like ready to leave cuz there was no reason to be there anymore, which he sensed, and it was awkward. And that was the dream.
It was following a scene of having been chased by bad guys...
I ended up with Bill Paxton reporting the issue because he was a cop or something.
Then afterward we’re sitting in these side by side recliners watching some BS on TV...
Things got flirty and then he crawls on top of me and dangles his dick in my face, then I grab it and start rubbing it against my forehead and he blew his load pretty much immediately.
I was surprised and relieved it was so fast. Super huge load too, all over my face, on my chest and shoulders... he led me to the kitchen sink to wash it all off.
While I was washing I noticed there were some spiritual trinkets sitting by the sink...
Angels made out of all different colored crystals, and there were these little packaged squares with a sticker label with a pentagram on them, listing different scents/uses, and they were multicolored too.
He noticed that I had noticed them and then he randomly started talking in a British accent asking me if I had done some shit like load the dishwasher or put liquid in something, no idea, I couldn’t really understand him over the running water. I was like ready to leave cuz there was no reason to be there anymore, which he sensed, and it was awkward. And that was the dream.
