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Her body stirs as in her dream he consumes her with his lust. His hands grabbing her hair, jerking her head back to reveal her long slender neck, kissing and biting her flesh as he thrust deep inside her. Jerking awake, flush and wet from her dream, she feels her heart pounding, her body trembling with desire. Looking around the room, she realizes itòÀÙs just a dream. Her body relaxes as she lays back; breathing deeply, still feeling his muscular body upon hers. Sliding a hand down her /robots.txt sensitive body, moaning softly, her hand finds its way to her swollen clit. Arching her back, fingers gently stroke the hardened nub, eyes closing as she remembers his touch. Groaning, she increases the pressure on her clit, her body filling with desire and lust. Her mind wanders back to the first time she had dreamt of him, how she had jerked awake only to find her hand buried deep in between her thighs, fingers driving in and out of her aching pussy, the need to cum had been overwhelming, controlling her body. Firm supple breast begging to be touched as her hand brushed against them. His face appears when she closes her eyes. Those deep blue eyes urging her on, wanting her to fulfill his desire, staring deep into her, seeing the wanton lust on her face. Now laying there with her hand buried deep inside her, his face comes to her once more, urging her on as her back arches deeper, juices flowing freely, covering her hand. Sensations run rampant over her body as bursts of pleasure increase, throwing her body into convulsions on her hand. Her pussy clenches tightly on her hand, milking it as if it was a hard cock raging inside her. Moans fill the air, her lips parted as if to cry out, hips rising and falling, slamming into her hand. Shuddering, her hand grasps a throbbing nipple, pinching, twisting, and pulling it away from her breast as the rhythm of her /robots.txt hand increases. Shallow ragged breaths escapes her, her body exploding, she cries out, sweet hot release encircling her, shaking as her body drains on her hand. Hands falling to her sides, she lays thinking of the day ahead. Rising she goes to shower, dresses, and heads to work. Arriving at work, sheòÀÙs told there is someone waiting to see her in her office. Opening the door she sees a dark haired man with his back towards her. Hearing her come in, he rises and turns to see her face turn a ghostly white, a small cry escaping her lips. Sensing her shock, a smile crosses his face as he moves to take her hand. Standing mesmerized, unbelieving, her body trembles seeing the man in her dreams stand before her. Watching him close and lock the door, her heart pounds quickly in her chest, his arms slips around her waist, pulling her close, forcing her body against his. Her mind begins racing, had she really gotten out of bed and came to work, or was this just another dream? As if hearing her thoughts, the stranger leans down, covering her lips with his, kissing her tenderly, deeply, as his hand glides over her supple body. Releasing their kiss, he looks into her eyes, whispering òÀÜNo my dear, this isnòÀÙt a dream, itòÀÙs very real. IòÀÙve come to show you the passion of your dreams.òÀÝ His kiss had left her breathless, but his words started her mind racing again, wondering where and how this man knew of her, how did he know of her dreams. Her mind screaming no, her body gives into the need coursing through it. Wrapping her arms around his neck, her hand twisting in his hair, pulling his lips back to hersòÀÙ, parts his lips with her tongue, searching for /robots.txt more, tasting his desire. Feeling her respond, his hands begin caressing her smooth skin, over hard nipples, grasping her blouse and ripping it open. Sliding her blouse off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor, he unhooks the lace bra she wears, releasing firm breasts into his cupped hand.