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Still dreaming

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Still dreaming of that evening while sitting at my desk
I am still dreaming of that evening,

Sitting at my desk with nipples straining against my blouse,

Far too often my head is still

Wrapped around what happened

With the street lights streaming

Through the motel window

Onto a king size bed

As a fan slowly turned on the ceiling,

Throwing shadows on strong fingers

Stroking the curve of my bottom

Through silky stockings,

Lips meeting in a deep kiss,

I can feel his hardness

Through the flimsy material of my dress,

Wanting him, pleading with my fingers,

His hand responding,

Moving under my dress,

Searching, gently, stroking, gasping,

Leaning back as his tongue causes me to spasm,

Hands gripping the bed,

Knuckles white,

Lips parted,

Fingers moving in and out slowly,

Tongue moving faster,

Moaning and stifled cries

From my lips

As an orgasm escapes from his grasp,

Knees weaken and I collapse,

His lips find mine gently,

And that was just the beginning. 

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