STORY TITLE: The dream

The dream

by Salentuoso

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I woke up in the middle of the night because I felt your searching hand. It crept gently over my hip into my lap, which was still or already wet again.
I remembered how things had changed yesterday.
I swallowed your sperm and there was little to no time to say goodbye because you still had to work. So where did your hand come from?
I ask myself or was it even you?
Yes, it was you.
I liked your many hairs and I could feel them as soft as silk under my hand.

Your fingers stroke me gently and after yesterday's hard fuck everything inside me is soft and a little sore. Your cock presses itself against my ass from behind and I feel it growing.
You slowly push it between my legs without stopping your fingers.
I don't know if I'm awake or dreaming, it just feels good.
You slowly start to move between me and I press my ass really close to you to make it lighter for you.