A dream of you, it felt so real. Like your lips were on mine. Your arms held me and all seemed fine. Like that time we went to a hotel and you fell asleep in my arms and we woke up to a movie playing on the television that neither one of us remembers watching.
I dreamt of you last night. Again. We were kissing. In an imaginary land. There were beaches where you could swim up to the bar and order ice cream sundaes and I licked whipped cream off your nipples that stuck out like maraschino cherries.
Dreams of you, haunt my days. Like a spectre that floats at the edge of my sight. A desire I have to fight, though I am willing. I want to take you, make love to you, fuck you senseless like a ragdoll, tossed upon the bed and ravished.
I dream of you. Unfortunately, that’s all I can do. For you are not with me, nor are you mine
I dream of the day, I dream of the time. When I can lay beside you as I wake in the morning after having laid beside you in the night.
A Shared Surprise.
Tiffany is home when she gets a visit from her neighbor while enjoying some sexy chat with her boyfriend. She gets the idea that watching the two of them would get him really hot. And getting him really hot would get her laid.
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