I was in a house and this hot milf with perfect breasts like rubbed herself against me and I got to feel her up through her plaid shirt. She was talking about getting married and I was absolutely not having that. Thirty-something with a kid, I don't care how hot she is, no thanks. Also marriage, no way Jose.

I had another dream about finding a Russian mail bride and I was like, nope nope nope. But they were all really hot. I was looking for one who could make me onion soup, I love onion soup.