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she suddenly woke up breathing hard. and groaned running her fingers through her hair. fuck, she complained to herself. It had been like this for the last couple of weeks. These kind of exotic dreams can't be good for virgins she complained. She chuckled to herself, it's bad for our health there's not to many of us left.

she sighed, thinking over her last few nights She never really had erotic dreams before and certainly none that were memorable anyways. But she had been plagued by these for almost a month. It wasn't always the same, but it always had the same male lead. Mr tall dark and sexy she mused to herself . the dreams were always really good and Mr sexy really new how to get her going, but it always ended before the finale.

She slid her hand down her panties, fingers glinted past her lips to her sensitive nubin. She was already wet and when she touched her clit she gasped a little at how enlarged and sensitive it already was. She thought back to this particular dream that woke her up, Her perfect dream man had had quite a time going down in her. Hopefully my totally fictional dream man won't mind me finishing the job, she sarcastically thought to herself.

her breathing was becoming heavier, and she stroked herself faster. She focused on the sensations that her fingers rubing against her sensitive nerve endings were causing. she Gasped as she hit just the right nerve at just the right time. Her muscles contracting from her climax.

She flopped back on the pillow, not very satisfied. Sure she was able to finish but it's like having an itch and scratching around it, it feels okay buts it's not exactly hiting the spot.

She rolled over disgruntled and reached for her phone to check the time. Fuck she thought to herself, only five hours of sleep. she collapsed back on her bed and spread out staring at the ceiling. Well, she pondered. There's no way I'm going back to sleep.

she grogily opened the door to the bathroom, and almost shouted at her aperence, her normally curly hair was a wild mane around her face and a lack of sleep had caused dark circles around her emerald eyes. She grimaced at herself and stuck out her tongue and proceeded to ignore the reflection for the shower. She set the temperature for cold, and jumped in cursing. She hated herself immediately for needing the wakeup jolt it provided. She quickly showered, ignoring how sensitive her skin was and letting the cold shower remove last cobwebs from her mind.