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The big, stiff cock almost seemed to dance in front of Marsha Fielding.
“Please . . . oh, please let me suck your cock,” she begged. “You can come down my throat and I’ll swallow every drop of your hot jizz. And don’t worry about getting soft after I blow you. I’ll keep your cock hard. Hard enough to fuck my pussy after you’re through fucking my mouth.”
There was no answer to Marsha’s plea. It was so frustrating to be ignored when she was horny. Then, worse, the beautiful cock for which she lusted began to fade away.
Suddenly, Marsha bolted upright in bed, blinking with confusion for several seconds. Then she realized what had happened.
It was a dream. A wet dream.
“No doubt about it,” Marsha steamily whispered to herself. “I’ve gone too long without any sucking and fucking. I need some cock bad.”
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