Vicky and Ray
In response to the shifting of the bed from you sitting up, Ray groggily pushes himself up. “Vicky? What's wrong?” he asks, eyes still closed, thinking you woke from a nightmare. “Nothing darling, just a vivid dream...” you reply, as you lay back down, and you feel his side of the bed shuffle. You begin to doze off slowly, your mind still reeling from the dream, and your cunt soaked beyond belief. You see the clock move over to 2:08, and you close your eyes. Immediately, you feel a hand...