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Dirty DreamsMaster and I have spoken in months, but he keeps coming to haunt my dreams. Today I went to the gym as usual, came home and took a hot shower. When I got out I decided to lie down for a few minutes before I had to get up to run some errands. I must have fallen asleep pretty quickly, because the next thing I knew I was in a room watching my master fuck another woman. They hadn’t seen me, but I could clearly see his thick black dick pushing in and out of her asshole. I heard her moaning, and his deep voice talking nasty, telling her to take it. I must have moaned in my dream because he turned around and saw me watching him fuck the woman. In an instant he was standing close to me and I felt the fine hairs all over my body stand up before he even spoke. “Did you come to watch or join in?” He asked. I could tell he was still mad, but his dick stood at attention, causing my mouth to water.”I have to go.” I could barely breathe. I felt my nipples spring to life, hard and aching. My pussy vegan to throb. But I’d told myself I pendik escort would never let him touch me again, and I knew if I stayed I would regret it. I turned and walked back towards a door, but before I could get more than two steps away Master had me pinned up against the wall. “You’re fooling yourself.” He leaned forward and whispered into my ear. “You’ll regret leaving note than you’d ever regret staying.” His voice was just as I’d remembered, and it curled up inside me, warming me from within. He had his hands on either side of my head on the wall and I could see he’d obviously been hitting the gym even harder since we’d stopped talking. His shoulders and arms were thick with muscle, his tattoos popping in a way that made my fingers itch to trace their outlines. I summoned the last of my strength and slid my back down against the wall, thinking to duck out from under his arms, but he was so fast. He’d always been so fast.His right hand came up between my legs, and I realized my mistake in squatting kağıthane escort to get away had left me open to his touch. I was paralyzed as I felt his fingers caress the outside of my pussy lips slowly, teasing me, letting loose a flood between my legs. All I could do was moan as I felt him move so that one of his knees spread my legs further apart and he worked a finger up inside my dripping pussy. His smile of victory made me blush all over. I could see in his eyes all of the nasty things we’d ever done together and I knew we’d be doing them again in a matter of moments. He worked another finger up in my pussy, starting a rhythm he knew I liked, leaning closer and whispering in my ear about how much his dick had missed all my holes, but my juicy pussy the most. “Please…” I begged. I want to think I was begging him to stop, but he knew the truth, and in a flash he grabbed me by the hair at the back of my head and pulled me down to my knees. Just the way I’d always maltepe escort loved him to do.My mouth was open as I struggled to breathe through this wave of list and his dick was pressing between my lips and into the back of my throat before I realized what was happening. I felt his hands cup the back of my head as he fucked my mouth and throat roughly. I finally managed to pull away and position myself on all fours like a bitch in heat. All I could think about was getting his dick inside me. I felt like an a****l, but I was no longer in control of my body’s actions. I looked up and saw him smiling, stroking his dick slowly as he moved to stand behind me. With a start, I woke up in my lonely bed, sunlight dancing through the windows. I looked around. I could feel my pussy throbbing still, and I reached down between my legs, sliding a finger inside myself. I can’t remember ever having been so wet in my life. It felt like the Master in my dream had left a nice warm load in my pussy. I groaned, wishing I’d had the chance for him to thoroughly fuck my pussy and asshole before I’d been startled out if the vivid dream. At times like this I feel my old addiction for him will never truly go away. I’d give anything for him to show up at my back door on a day like today and push his way inside. I need to be used in the way that only he knows how to do.
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