I’d been dreaming of him again. Porn sex My skin would burn where he touched me, his free hand blazing a trail of fire up my side to grasp my breast through my dress. Unhindered by clothes – I always slept naked – my hands automatically took up their places. He was not conventionally handsome by any account. Quickly pulling his shirt over his head, he would unzip my dress and let it fall to the floor. Pounding into me forcefully, he would grunt my name, “Cordy. Two fingers would glide inside me, curving to find my G spot. My eyes flew open as this final image pushed me over the edge and I came, back arched and pussy fluttering around my fingers, wishing it really was Andy’s cock making me come like this. I could almost feel his rough hands stroking down my sides, kneading my thighs, slowly spreading my legs before sliding a finger inside my wet, hot slit. I immersed myself in thoughts of seducing a drunken Andy.
