I dreamed last night that a witch flew by my window as I was preparing for bed. I only knew the witch had flown by because of the shadow that crossed my wall. I didn’t think anything of it, and I carried on to bed. In the dream, I was awakened around midnight to the feel of someone touching my bare skin where my skin should NOT have been bare. My eyes opened, and my body would not move. I was completely immobile lying on my bed, as the witch trailed his hands along my body from breast to hip and down my thighs. He made his way to my cunt with aching familiarity and precision, strumming my clit like a violin whose strings he knew well. His fingers dipped into my cunt, and I felt frenzied with passion and lust. I didn’t know who this man was, but he felt as familiar to me as my own body. When he finally climbed on top of me and released me from whatever hold it was that had held me to my bed, and I wrapped him up in my embrace as he slid into me. It felt like I had found my home, where I had been meant to be from the start. When I woke up just before cumming, I felt completely bereft.
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