As you feel the fabric of her panties moisten even more your erection can feel the crease of her labia part beneath them. She moans softly as she continues to feel the dream of being taken, not aware that is is real.
In for a pint, in for a pound you think and pull the crotch of her panties aside, exposing her lusious wet pussy. Her petals are dripping wet from the pending orgasm she has dreamed of since your father died a year before. You gently press the head of your massively engorged cock to the entry of the canal you so want to fuck, so want to fill her with your semen, if she will only stay asleep for a few more minutes you will do so. Your rod already ready to burst with the least provocation. You shift your buttocks closer to her groin and genitals, pressing the head past the snug opening of her snatch. She groans from her dream of extasy and you moan aloud as you can feel the sweet juices around your swelled bulbous head. You think, My god, if she wakes it will be a disaster, but you have gone too far now to quit you think. |