As I look up, I can see that we've entered a room like the one with the window wall, but this one seems to have all the walls made by glass, and the sundown is so beautiful, so warm, so ...I don't know, he approaches me, with those dazzling eyes, and as he looks upon me, I see his desire, his lust growing inside of him, and his hands are starting to unbutton my tunic, is like I didn't known I had that on me, and like I have no will of my own, my eyes are watching his, and his eyes are wondering over my naked body and I see again his lust, and I cannot say nothing and do nothing, my body is answering his soft touch, his warm breath, and his hands are wondering now over my soft body, and I see his big hand as it encircles my left breast, my nipple is so hard, so on fire, I wand his mouth in that place, and again he reads my mind and lowers himself and wraps his mouth over my nipple and starts to suck so hard as it almost hurts but the pain and pleasure mingles together in the most overwhelming feeling I had ever tasted, and his other hand wraps itself around my waist, and in a minute he lifts me up and carries me on a bed like the one I have found myself sleeping in, and as we fly, I feel his hands all aver my body, touching, pinching, liking, tasting, he comes down on me, and start to kiss my most intimate part, I don't want him to stop, I want more, more of that beautiful mouth, and as an order I have placed upon him he starts to kiss my lips, parting them as his tongue wanders around my sweet beauty, tasting and leaping up my elixir , as it starts to flow anticipating my desire, and again he wonders around until he touches my little bead, my soul of lust, and I can't fight that feeling of lust, my breathing grows harder with every minute, and I feel as the time is approaching but I don't want to cum yet, until he is pleasured also.
So I help him lay on my place and I start to place small kisses on his chest, I see as his nipples harden, and I lower my hand over to his hip unveiling his manhood, so big, so hard, so full of desire and his hardness is growing harder and harder, I feel so desired and I can smell his scent, I almost can taste him, and I am , I wrap my tongue around his hardness and I start to massage it at first slow and then faster and faster and I feel him moan, and wanting more, his breath is growing harder, and he starts moaning louder and I feel him almost cum, but I won't let him, not before I can use him for my own pleasure.
I claim on top of it, at first it hurt's a little but then an explosion of passion overwhelms me, so intense pleasure, so deep and fulfilling, I start moving up and down his shaft, and he starts groaning I feel him and nothing but him, a stranger all mine, all in my power for me to have and use as I desire, and my desire comes deep and loud like a river of passion, and strengthens as he starts moving deeper and faster, and as I feel him cum, I feel my own heat , increasing, building up again, and again, as I reach I new kind of pleasure more intense and more demanding of my energy, pure lust, pure desire, pure energy...
I wake up and I find myself in my old room, with my old things around me, like I had never left or even fall asleep
What a shame it was only a dream, but the weekend is close and I just can wait for me to fall asleep again...