Late again.
The air in the room is cool, our hands move under the blankets, asleep, I’m still halfway in a dream, luckily it works perfectly. Both of us groping, feeling, fingering. My hand on his cock, his on my ass, rolling over each other, pushing into each other, both in a dream. His penis so hard and warm, we both stroke it, images in my head dont match. In my dream the cock is in my mouth, but here it is in my hand. I am so wet, wanting so much, unable to fulfill. My legs wrap around his and his hands are on my breast. My head tells me hands are spreading my legs, but here they are grabbing my ass. Both visions collide and I am more awake than asleep. “You should take of my shirt, feed me your cock, and cum on me” I whisper while kissing his ear, I surprise myself, I’m not usually so verbal. I am crushed by a kiss then pulled on top of him. My shirt is stripped off, nipples sucked, then rolled back over. I look up to this tall gorgeous body, this long hard penis, and he takes my head in one hand and his cock in the other, gently feeding it to me, tilting my head so the it easily slides in and out, a gentle pace, but one with purpose. The phone rings and we both know we have limited time. S___ releases my head and massages my breasts, bringing the nipples to attention as he begins to stroke his cock. Faster and faster his hand moves, masturbating on top of me, using my mouth and breasts on occasion, until he cums, spilling all over my chest, warm and slippery, I lick a little off my mouth. “Good morning.” he says with a grin, and is off to work late again.
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