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Wet dream
She stopped just before going though the bath internal door, flirting back "Well, at least I know who is very good at making me feel hot...", and disappeared inside.
That was enough to awake the little friend down there, but it was still recovering from having one of the best night of his life so it only became semi-hard. You closed my eyes, slowly won by your body's need for sleep...
Adriana "More, love, harder! Eu the quiero! Mais, mais..." My hungry body was pressing over hers, while she was on the bed laying on her back.
With a hand you were pushing her hips closer, each craving thrust deep inside her. She was keeping eye contact, in a silent dialogue between you and her.
It was all just perfect, until an unexpected sound came brutally in: it was Sabaton's "Primo Victoria", a song from my favourite power metal band. WHAT!? You put a metal song as soundtrack to have sex with your girlfriend?!
No way, something's definitely wrong... and suddenly you woke up, not in the middle of a lovemaking session, no Adriana in bed with you, just the phone blasting music at full volume from the bedside table. It was only a dream.
Apparently your girl wanted to make sure you heard the ring tone, or making a joke; probably both, she has a good sense of humor (or at least you think so because she likes your terrible one).
Getting out of bed was the way you got aware of how tired and out of phase you were feeling: fucking jet lag, you were not used to long travels, and having a night of passion with 2 supermodels wasn't exactly what you would call relaxing... but totally worth it, of course!
The dream had a wierd consequence too, since the little fella down there was rock hard, but a cold shower solved the problem.
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