I Dreamed Last Night

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I dreamed last night that you came to me
While I slumbered in my bed
You snuggled close beside me
And kissed my pillowed head

I felt the brush of your silken hair
Your pliant supple flesh
Your breasts compressed against my back
Your breath against my neck

You hugged me close and spooned with me
Warmed my body with your fire
Caressed my chest, held my plumping flesh
And filled me with desire

My sandwiched hand between us
Touched betwixt your thighs
I found your puffy contours
And heard you honeyed sighs

Your cloven lips kissed fingertips
That tickled your dewy sponge,
Then slithered deep inside you
And touched and stroked and plunged

I spread your lips so glistening wet
That opened with a click
And smelled your subtle female scent
Then suckled, slurped and licked

Your whimpers grew to groaning pants
Your thighs compressed my ears
And you cried out in orgasmic shouts
Fuck me, fuck me, dear!

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AmyfriendAmyfriendabout 17 years ago
Ahh...

what a beautiful..wet..dream you had. Nicely done.

LeBrozLeBrozabout 17 years ago
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Nice rising crescendo in this erotic piece.

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