It was sooo real

I woke up this morning feeling as if I had lived my dream. It felt so real. I was even sore!

 

My legs were slightly opened and I could feel the fluids wanting to leak out as I rolled to my side. Then I felt that hip lock again -- like when they've been spread apart too long.

 

I knew it had to be a dream because I slept alone again last night.

 

As with most dreams, I don't remember the set up so much -- but the middle was sure juicy. (No pun intended -- really.)

 

It was so passionate. So intense. I'm afraid to even talk about it. It was kinda weird, though. To be so into it. To wake up and still feel you on me. I found myself with a hand on my stomach as if I was checking to see if I cleaned everything up.

 

It took me a long time to get over it. I was in a fog getting dressed and during the first couple of hours at work.

 

If had it been the  real thing, it would have been some of the best.

 

Let's hope it's a precursor to what could be.

 

I can't wait to see if we can still act like those people who lived in sin and had sex until all hours -- all night long.