She wakes up panting, her nightgown soaked and sticking to her skin. Her dream was so real... She could still feel your weight on top of her, the rhythmic thrusts deep inside. As she recounts the details to you, she can't hide the arousal in her eyes. "You were so rough, yet so gentle," she whispers. You chuckle, amused by her response. Before she knows it, you're undoing the buttons on her nightgown and pushing it off her body. You capture her lips in a passionate kiss as your fingers slowly caress her wet folds. "Do you want me to fuck you?" You ask, voice hoarse with desire. "Yes," she moans, arching her back in invitation. And with that, you plunge deep into her tight warmth, claiming her over and over again. She screams when she sees a spider.
