Beneath cotton blankets her mind is restless watching a dull sunrise sprinkle through the window She daydreams in bed manifesting you to caress herself to It doesn’t work You never come Instead, her lights flicker unseen footsteps creak across the floor Even a white orb captured on camera occasionally lingers at her door She wants more More to see, smell, hear, touch, taste Every day she imagines your answer with kisses and whispers Sweet greetings from ten soft stroking fingers and one hard member deep inside her dreams...
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