st like every morning my mind was blurry when
I woke up. It was Sunday morning. I knew that.
I’d had a long, productive and fun Saturday. I
remembered that. I’d been to a party the night
before, met a gorgeous much-younger-than-I
woman and drank way too much. I remembered
that – and the slowness of the fog in my brain to
clear supported that memory. Beyond that…
I remembered the dream I’d been having. I was
enjoying some sexual exploration with a young
lady who was just over legal age. I think she
was 19 or 20. She had gone to school with my
son. He’d graduated two years ago so I knew she
was over 18. In my dream she had that youthful
body so many women long for but what was, for
me, the perfect imbalance. A beautiful blemish
free face with a wide mouth and lips that were
full enough but not overly so. She had dark
brown eyes and a pert little nose. Her shoulder
length hair was up in a bun until she let it down
and then those brunette waves and curls seemed
to bounce every time her head moved. Her
shoulders were as wide as her hips and her arms
were strong. There seemed just enough fat on
her to give her curves a soft instead of muscular
appearance. I guessed her chest to be a healthy
B-cup, her waist narrow but not “skinny” and her
hips flared in a way that screamed “built for
gratuitous sex!” Between the points of her hips
was a fairly flat abdomen that had that soft
bump in the middle that screamed “feminine!” Her
thighs were strong and supple and tapered down
to excellent calves. Her butt… just big enough to
be called “bubble” but not so big that I couldn’t
enjoy what was nestled between her thighs.
The bits and pieces of my dream that I could
remember revealed her to be a sexually
adventurous, energetic and hungry woman. In
flashes of memory, as I woke up slowly,

did u feel d thighs

Ok!!!, I don arrange my roasted corn and nutri C!!!

Thighs hmmm!!

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