Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
In the deepest sleep, slipping somewhere between your memories and desires, I come to you in the sweetest dream. Watching me step out of the darkened doorway to the end of your bed, you want to reach out to me but realize you are paralyzed. This is only a dream and one in which you have no control.
The bed sinks at your hips as if my weight is real. Then my fingers pinch the bedcovers and pull them back to reveal your hard cock. Don’t be embarrassed. Dreaming of Mommy always makes you hard.