Sweet Dreams

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Sweet DreamsAuthored by pobox731. Inspired by an xHamster member. “Sweet Dreams”Model: xtiiineeeHe wakes suddenly and completely.It hadn’t been a dream or sudden noise or anything else he could pinpoint. All he knows is that he is awake.His eyes gradually become accustomed to the darkness. The electric glow of the display on the digital alarm clock gives everything an unearthly green tint. There are tiny subtle changes in the shadows as the minutes wink away and alter the display. While the days of Fall can be warm, the nights can become quite cool. The bedroom is a comfortable temperature, and they have only a sheet covering them.The blower activates on the furnace and he becomes aware of the soft mechanical hum and the gentle whoosh of moving air. The predictable rhythmic tick tick tick of the quartz wall clock is the metronome to her peaceful breathing.He props himself up on an elbow to have a look at her in her slumber. She has the type of natural beauty that doesn’t come along every day. Classic. Timeless. Enduring. Features that have been desirable for generations. Her hair spills bahis firmaları onto the pillow and frames her in a way that photographers spend hours trying to duplicate. The tensions of the day have faded from her face.He studies her mouth for the ten thousandth time. The mouth that kisses him good morning on the shoulder while he shaves. The mouth that bids him farewell as they part ways for the day. The mouth that greets him when the day’s work is done. The mouth that shares her daily ambitions, triumphs, and setbacks. The mouth that so often says ‘yes’ to him. The mouth that engulfs him. The mouth that whispers those naughty little motivators at just the right moment. The mouth that calls out his name. The mouth that kisses him goodnight.The blower on the furnace clicks off and is quiet again.She smiles briefly and murmurs something unintelligible. She is dreaming.Being careful to not awaken her, he moves slowly and methodically. He pulls the sheet down. Her breasts are perfect, beckoning him through thin material of her night bra. He tentatively reaches out and kaçak bahis lightly brushes a nipple with the tip of his index finger. It rises to meet his touch.He pauses to listen to her breathing. She’s in the deepest part of her sleep, but he’ll still need to be very careful to not disturb her.He uncovers the remainder of her body and admires her for a moment before proceeding. He slowly moves between her ankles and sits on his haunches. It takes all his willpower to stop himself from taking her right then and there. He carefully parts her knees and lowers himself to his elbows between her thighs. Her scent confirms the nature of her dream.He gently presses the thin material of her thong into the crevice in the center. She sighs softly in her sleep. His opens his mouth and slowly exhales his hot breath onto her vulva. Her legs part slightly on their own.Keeping his face and jaw very still, he presses his lips to her mound. Her mouth opens and her chest rises sharply as she inhales deeply. His eyes travel up her body to read her face. A smile lights her face before the very kaçak iddaa tip of her tongue appears and moistens her lips.He varies the angle of his face against her slowly, still not daring to risk awakening her with anything more. Her hand slides down her body, coming to rest on her flat tummy midway between her navel and his face. Her breathing deepens.He grows braver.He begins to purse his lips rhythmically against the material of her thong. She murmurs something softly. He continues to press his lips against her in time with her breathing. Her hand slides up her body and cups a breast. She sighs, says something in a slightly higher pitch as she turns her head and begins to bring her knees together.He decides it’s too risky to continue and he’ll likely wake her if he doesn’t stop now. He carefully removes his mouth from her. Her pelvis tilts toward his absence. As he returns to his knees, her hand travels back down her body and comes to rest where his face had been just moments before.He slowly and carefully returns to his original position lying beside her.She suddenly rolls toward him and hooks her leg over his and an arm over his chest. He covers them both with the sheet and relaxes, smiling to himself. He decides to not tell her in the morning. He will wait and see if she says anything.He drifts back to sleep.

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