SIGRID

A low moan slipped from my slightly parted lips, heat burning through me.

Something unbearably pleasurable disrupts my sleep, a wet, delicious sensation licking between the petals of my intimacy.

“Mmmm,” I writhe in the limbo between dreams and reality. It feels so good. Mmm, I want more.

I moan against a soft surface, my hands clutching at something plush beneath me. My legs spread, my ass tilts up.

I let rough hands grope and caress me, play with my clit, devour my wetness, drag me int