Yummy, Part Two

So I foolishly let Spencer sleep after our little love making session. She said it was my turn, but I could tell she was tired, so I told her to just go on to bed. She argued with me for a little, but I told her not to worry and that we can do it tomorrow. Now, I am regretting that decision. She fell asleep almost right away but I have been awake forever.

And when I finally do fall asleep, I have this dream.

Spencer’s behind me and I’m positioned doggy style on the bed. She has our strap on and is pounding in and out of me. I’m so wet and she keeps making comments about how sexy I am. She leans over and plays with my tits a while. I try to keep my moan in, but fail. She tells me I look so hot and to just let go, before she leans over and slightly pulls my hair.

“Ashley!” I hear her yell, but it’s all too real. I shift a little and groan. “Wake up,” I hear a voice telling me.

It takes me a few moments, but I finally do awake and see Spencer sitting up. “What gives, babe? It’s like ten in the morning.” I know that’s not too early, but remember, I hardly got any sleep last night.

That’s when I remember my dream. I am reminded by the familiar wetness I feel in between my legs. God, it’s horrible. I gaze down to see if it’s noticeable; after all, I went to sleep in my boxers and bra.

“Did you have any nice dreams?”

I don’t look at her. “No?” I say, but it comes out more like a question.

“I told you to let me take care of you last night,” she tells me, almost whispering as she moves closer to me.

“What are you talking about?” I pretend to be clueless. I can feel myself becoming even more heated, so I try my best to close my legs, hoping that it will help a little. I try not to be obvious, but I must have failed, because she grins up at me and whines, “Babe.”