Chapter 105
FRANCESCA
The birds chirping, the gentle caress of the morning wind as it blew against my face. I turned to the side, seeking the source of the warmth I was holding onto, I placed my hands on the hard surface, moving it all and enjoying the squeaky feeling. I couldn't get enough of it, I moved my hands down, feeling every muscle but as I moved down, I felt something pulsate on my hands.
Huh. I exclaimed.
I squeezed it, forgetting that it wasn't happening in my dream, I felt that everything I was doing was happening in my dream as I stroked it. It hardened under my touch, poking me as I heard him groan.
I pulled myself closer, wanting more when a hand held mine, placing it on his chest. I pulled my eyes open and stared at him. I looked down his flushed face to his dick that had hardened from my touch. He was breathing hard as his eyes were scorched and he was staring into my soul.
