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dream

eyes open wide
back arching
the broken threads of my dream
thinning in the soft early morning
my fingers slip inside
to grasp at the physical memory
the streams flowing along the curve of my thighs
the pulsing of my clit
little flashes of
sweet
tender
strokes
i reach deeper
wanting to climb into your lap
to ease you
ever so slightly inside
kissing it lightly
dreaming of your hands
cupping my ass
lifting me
legs wrapped around your waist
lips pressed hard against mine as our
hips
meet as you
fuck me bruising
my thighs
your voice coaxing
as you replace your cock
with your hand
rivers course down your arm
and my fingers dig into my chest
grounding me
begging for you to come back between my thighs
to feel the rocking, the explosion
of you coming inside me