Amelia sits up with a gasp, the dream she had just had still extremely fresh on her mind- the images so very vivid. Her face flushes as she remembers the contents of it, her body still warm and trembling from the invoked sensations. As she awkwardly shifts a bit, she finds that her panties are uncomfortably sticking to her core- she was drenched. This sends her into an even deeper blush. She covers her face with her palms and makes a sound of embarrassment.
What was that?!
She had never had a dream like that before. It was so…so…perverted! That was definitely no ordinary dream. It was just like the dreams she had of the Skoteinó Dasós where it was more like a vision than a dream. But she also knew that her thoughts hadn’t been controlled in the dream and her reactions hadn’t been influe
