She wore the mask, but I knew who she was. I guess it was a way for us to pretend we didn't. A way to fool ourselves into thinking it didn't matter, what we werre about to do. She presented her ass to me, smiling, waiting under that mask.

I put my own mask on, then, and followed her down the fantasy's path. My cock, hard and strong, eager to fill her every hole. I smiled back as I moved for the bed, knowing we would never mention this outside this room, this moment, because this was not us. It was just a dream.