Bus stop sex dream
I was dreaming about my Northern workmate again and she and I were huddled together in a tiny bus stop, looking at a familiar view and noting what had changed there recently. We gradually changed positions as we looked around and she slowly manoeuvred onto my lap. As she gazed at the view and talked, I began to massage one of her exposed breasts, my hand edging subtly closer to her stuff nipples. She responded by letting her hand wander down my body to grasp my firm cock, and I pressed my face against hers as we began to murmur our feelings to one another.