As I woke, I realized that I while I was on my back, I wasn't on a beach. Probably also not in Mexico. I looked down the length of my body and saw that the girl wasn't Jennie, it was Mary. Her lips were down to the root of my erect penis – she was deep throating me. Her head moved up slowly, and as the shaft emerged from her mouth she wrapped both hands around it and twisted them gently so that although only the head was in her mouth, all of me was still being touched, stimulated. Down went her head, and then back up. Down. Up. Down....