





Last night I dreamed that I went down on a girl. The circumstances were a blur but her pussy and how it made me feel I remember vividly. It was the most beautiful, intricate delicacy. Slightly plump and the skin was so smooth. Lifting her short skirt, I remember touching her with my soft, wet tongue. Gently then passionately. I ran my tongue through all the flat plains and folded creeks, exploring her with all my gentleness and curiosity. She arched and moaned, the sight and sound of which made me fall in love with this woman even more. First, I ate her the way my man would eat me, feeling his sensation and mine all at once. Then I got creative with my own moves. I knew where the G spot is, where it’s tender and where it’s erogenous. In my dream the boundaries of self were blurred in this flurry of passion. I made her cum, and I came at the same time. Her sensation and mine intertwined as if we were one person. It’s so beautiful when you make a woman cum. Blissful and satisfied, I slipped into a heavenly soft sleep and woke up with my fingers rested on my pussy, wrinkled from wetness but utterly happy. - Kara