This is a dream. A dream from which I woke with soaked through panties, and the sure and certain knowledge than I had orgasmed in my sleep. (Even so, I had to make myself cum again, just to be certain). My sexual dreams, vivid though they are at the time, evaporate like morning mist unless I write them down quickly....
She stands in the crush that is the morning commuter train. No-one will give a seat up any more, and even the two pregnant women at the far end of the carriage are forced to stand. No-one could possibly move anyway. She is stuck between the plexiglass partition next to my seat, and the crush of people around her.I see ...
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