Trevor’s POV
I awoke the next morning from a dream where I held nothing back from Trixie. Trixie in my dream held nothing back from me; playing it over in my mind I remember what my name sounded like rolling off her tongue while she begged for mercy to complete her climax, her sweet sweat beads running down her bare breast while the pure pleasure I was providing her had her head tossed back and her hair in array.
I shook off the thoughts a little to late; now I have a throbbing erection that I knew I would not find any relief from until I had mated with Trixie. Sure I could do the job but I would still not be satisfied until I had her. I decided a cold shower would be the best way to start my morning. It was still early. I would give it another hour or so before reaching out to Jerica
