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A hand covered her right breast. She groaned, arched her back and lifted her breast into that touch. It squeezed, cupped and fondled. The calloused thumb brushed over her engorged nipple almost roughly. God, it felt great! Too bad she was dreaming.
Star squeezed her eyes tightly shut, not wanting to open them, knowing if she did this highly erotic fantasy would end. So this was what a wet dream felt like. Well, almost. Another few minutes and she would know for sure because, ah yes, in another few minutes she would reach that peak and fall over that cliff that would make this truly a wet dream.
She climbed higher as another hand slipped between her legs, smoothed its way up her thigh and found her mound. It covered her pussy, caressed her feminine lips and she climbed higher still. The hand on her breast released only to catch her nipple between two fingers, to roll and squeeze until she gasped from the pleasurable pain of it, until it was all she could do not to open her eyes. Between her legs, the hand there delved one finger between her intimate folds, brushed over her clit and plunged inside her sopping hole.
Dear God, if felt magnificent! The fingers that gripped her nipples twisted and pulled. Her back came further off the bed, driving her hips down and onto that finger in her pussy. Yes, yes! This was what she wanted. Just a little more. A little more and...
Both hands stopped and disappeared.
No. No! Eyes still tightly closed, Star turned her head. A soft whimper escaped her lips. What happened? Did she awaken anyway despite her efforts to remain asleep? Where did the hands go? Why did they stop touching her?