Midnight snack (230)

I wasn't really in the dream, but that dream world observer that one often becomes...
i watched as a man had rough and dirty sex with a very attractive and busty woman in the bedroom of a mansion- the sort of tacky mansion that would have appeared in a 1980's Joel Silver film.
the man's name was Sea King, and he was the prince of Atlantis and a super hero. this was never told to me, i just knew.
outside, the pool man knew what was happening inside. not because he was watching, he just knew. suddenly, he was joined by a friend with incredible speed.
this friends name was Italian Loafers.
i know because thee pool man took a second to try and remember the man's name as he arrived. its as if i was lucid enough to realize that this character needed a name, but not enough to come up with anything that made sense.
My girlfriend woke me up at this point. she was horny.
often, i would wake to find that i was already being pleasured by her orally. i am not complaining, i just really wanted to know what happened with Sea king, Italian Loafers and the nameless pool guy.