He was in my adult dating dreams last night, the memory of how passionate he was, the way he held me close, and the power he had over me.
I shiver at the memory of how he held me and kissed my neck, embracing and caressing me, sending tingles up my spine. How, without warning, he maneuvered me not to lie down, but to bend over the bed and he pulled my peach undies aside and buried his face in me. How weak my legs became, his power over me.

I tasted him again in my adult dating dreams, his beautiful, perfect, hard cock, the pre-cum dripping out, so tasty and his scent, how he made my heart race. How when he kissed me again, I smelled my scent on his face.

The memory of him aroused me in my adult dating dreams, how he looked after my pussy with his cock, deep burying thrusts, shoving himself deeper in me, forcing me to cum and squirt around his cock, making me so wet. My hips rolled with desire to the memory in my adult dating dreams.

In my dream I see him continuing to watch me as I drive away and he doesn’t stop watching until I am gone. Oh how I will miss him.

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