A Dreamy Wank

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Her fingers were expertly dipping in and out of her while her palm pressed hard against her aching clit, he was as hard as iron and twitching like mad, he then took hold of his tool and began massaging it up and down, she had almost forgotten about herself until her clit throbbed impatiently and she resumed her frigging. If it wasn't for the sound of his snoring she would've sworn that he was awake as his movements got faster and seconds later he shuddered and shot his load, he milked himself dry and then he just let go of his cock and turned over, continuing to sleep seemingly oblivious to what had just happened, as she watched him shudder and shoot his juice all over his groin it was too much for her and with two fingers of one hand pumping in and out of her wet twat while the other hand rubbed her whole clitoral area until she erupted, her body tensed and then melted as wave after wave of pure unadulterated pleasure swept over her. All quiet and for now satisfied she cuddled up to her lover, he murmered gently as she placed an arm around him and took hold of her hand and brought it up to his chest, she thought about what she had just seen and smiled as she closed her eyes and waited for sleep. She had just began to dose when the hand that he held was moved and placed on his flaccid dick and his own went up and under his pillow, she could feel him getting hard under her palm and thought 'bloody hell, that must be one hell of a dream.' and decided to take advantage of the situation anyway, she had wanked him off in his sleep once before without him knowing, he told her the next day of his dream and how it felt so nice that he came and she giggled and told him that she had wanked him while he slept and realized that she had made a non sexual dream into a very sexy one, this was a power trip and as he twitched beneath her she thought 'whatever he's dreaming now is going to be almost real and started stroking his shaft, it was obviously nice as he thrust gently to meet her hand, in a way he was Sleep Fucking her hand like it was a pussy, arse or even a mouth, she supposed it depended on the dream. He moaned as her hand ran up and down his shaft swiftly and she was sure she would wake him as she felt his whole body stiffen, followed by a deep groan and a warm wetness on her knuckles. He coughed and took her hand again and brought it up to his chest and cuddled it tightly, she snuggled up closer as sleep finally took her.