Devin
Watching her have a s****l dream was so hot. She was so aroused, even in her sleep. It smelled so sweet. I just wish I could have a taste.
I was hard as a rock, and I knew I needed a cold shower to cool off but I couldn’t move. I was stuck, savoring every moment. Stuck studying her face, hearing her moan.
“Please,” she softly begged. She ran her fingers down her shirt, grabbing onto her left n****e over her shirt. She gave it a squeeze and let out a loud moan. And both her hands started sliding down her body as I watched. Completely mesmerized. I wish those were my hands.
But for whatever reason she stops, grunts in frustration and wakes up. I know she didn’t get the finish she wanted. I tease her a little bit and a lovely blush covers her cheeks. She looks embarrassed that I k
