08 February 2009


I dreamed about fucking him last night. 

I dreamed about his body stretched beneath me, my hands on his wrists and his head popping the headboard with every thrust of my hips. 
I dreamed about the slick sweat of his skin, of my skin, mingling as we're pressed together tightly, and the high-pitched little whimpers that he makes as my cock slides in and out of him. 

I dreamed about how wide his eyes are when I'm fucking him.

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