All I have to do is dream

Here’s us at bedtime: “Goodnight.” “Goodnight.” “I love you.” “I love you.” “Sweet dreams.” “Sweet dreams.” “I want to dream about you.” “I’ll try to be good.” “You don’t have to be.”

Last night I actually did dream about River. She was blowjob-giving, no-panty-wearing, letting-me-finger-her-in-public River. I’d say that was pretty good. We have a nice “fancy hug” fuck in the morning and I tell her about my dream. “You dreamed about my sister.”

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