SWMS 8 High School TroublesChapter 2
That night, I dreamed of Liza. She was in my arms as we laid on her bed, with her back to me. She wasn’t wearing much, just a t-shirt. I kissed her neck and let my hands trail up her t-shirt so that I could fondle her breasts. As I groped her breasts and played with her nipples she let out small gasps. I continued working with her tits for a bit, then let a hand trail down to her pussy. As she felt my hand go down her stomach, I felt her adjust and spread her legs for me. I dipped a single...