She twisted in her sleep, writhed with need as he licked her, she wanted more, but he was such a tease, she begged him, "Fuck me. I need you." Her voice was hoarse and sensual, and that awakened something in him. The need was so raw in her eyes, it made him lose it completely, he pulled her on his lap and pounded deep in her. As Layla woke up from her dream, she was drenched in sweat, her entire body felt sore, as if the sensual dream she had was a reality. It was nothing new to her, the dreams had started when she turned 18. Almost 2 years, yet she was still not used to waking up, reeking of sex. "Why are you still in your bed? Don't keep the customers waiting. Get your ass up and moving, you little whore.", her stepmother yelled and Layla took it as her cue to let the dream be, atleast for now.