11.10.20

 

 

he wouldnt have thought that

but it didnt surprise him in the least

whats real in the real isnt off the mark in the irreal world of dreams

    basic  frankly

not to say that he wasnt titillatednot to say his cock didnt stand at attention and take notice it was bigger in his dreams 

but isnt that what dreams are about  emphasis   empha-sizing 
                                                                   his cock was like an exclamation point ! step back 
and away if haphazardly he turned in your direction  bruised ribsbroken jaw  cold cocked    a cop baton

 

he never imagined frankly thinking of all the years theyve been around! he never imagined artificial tits to follow him into his dreams 
                 never

a statuesque redheadher hair piled ontop of her head tendrils weeping out and down  pale flesh freckled 
                                                                                                               her tits like bowling ballsridiculously round perfectly symmetricimpossibly symmetric threeinch aureoles or rather bowlingball balloons that whispered latexlyecstatically beneath a sheer opaque greened top she rolled themsqueezed and pressed together tantalising  taunting  her tongue working behind her lips or loosenedlapping sensually lolling licking at her red lips 


                                                  he watched her like a cat

he wasnt put off by their fakeness 
                                     he didnt mind her playing with themdidnt mind her massaging them or pinching her erect nipples

he didnt mind the amberlighted atmosphere around her shimmering moistened making her skin shimmeriridescent  wetted  aerosolized    scentedwater atomised

 

then he was put off 
                       yet fascinated as only a voyeur can be  and fantasising

 

earlymorning,  Saturday,  10  10. 20
1204,  Sunday,  11  10. 20

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