Yes

Sketchys mumbling became louder and louder. Max's eyes shifted for a second, looking down at his dick as she sucked it harder and harder.

Just as she felt Sketchýs dick twitch, she looked up and was shocked, Sketchy's eyes wore open and looking down at Max in surprise. Max let his dick slip from her mouth and that scene was what set Sketchy off.

He shot his load off right into Max's face, in three - four spurts, as they splashed on her chin then lip and side of her check.

".. Max... that you?", asked Sketchy, still drousing from waking up this early in the mourning. ".... not Max, just a dream, just a dream", Max said, as she placed a hand on his dick, gently stroking the last bit of cum out of it.

Sketchy's head fell back to his pillow. "Damn, this is the best dream ive had, where is Cindy"", said Sketchy. "Uh she is ... in the bathroom", said Max as she took the side of his sheet and wiped the cum of her face.

Max glanced down and noticed Sketchy was still hard. She knew the only way Sketchy would think its a dream is if she could get him off and disappear before he awakes again with no proof.

Max gently climbed onto the bed, like a cat swaying up to its owner for food. She crawled over Sketchy, soon her knees wore beside his hips, as she overed over Sketchy's dick, her hands supporting her beside his chest.

Sketchy just mumbled again as he closed his eyes, starting to fall asleep again before he opened a flicker again. Max gently lowered her body so his erection was gently pressed againt her opening.

She looked at Sketchy again, he was mumbling again with his eyes half open.