No, wake Ellen
From Torg Adventure
Amy is kneeling beside the bed, licking Ellen's pussy, her fingers rubbing her own cunt. Ellen is moaning loud and clear and, then, gasps as her thighs pulse around Amy's head.
You start awake in the dark room, still cuddling Ellen. The dream has your cock hard and pressing urgently into her ass crack through the silky material of her night gown. You can hear her breathing lightly beside you. Your hand is still between her breasts, but her hand has fallen away. On the other side of the room, you can hear Amy's breathing.
You slowly shift your hand until you're cupping Ellen's tit, still with the almost non-existent barrier of her nightie. You start massaging it. When you roll her nipple between your fingers, she moans in her sleep. Unconsciously, she begins to wiggle her body a bit, which rubs gently against your painfully hard cock. You rock your hips, running your member slightly up and down her ass. You nuzzle her neck to more quiet moaning.
When you pinch her nipple, she wakes up with a gasp, and then purrs in your ear, “Mmmm, that feels good. But we’ve got to be quiet as church mice.” She starts pushing her butt toward you as you slide up and down between her cheeks. Then she fiddles with her night gown and pulls the length of it from behind her, letting your prick rest on her bare ass. Then she pulls the rest of it off her body, dropping it beside the narrow bed. Your hand grabs her naked tit, and you are in heaven.
What next?
