Angela:
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The first thing I feel upon waking is the dull ache between my inner thighs and my sore n*****s.
My mind replays my dream from last night and how real everything felt, and I shiver involuntarily.
Last night wasn't the only time I've dreamed of Big Brother, but this time felt real in every aspect: our conversations, his fingers inside me, the way he ate my p***y expertly, and the way he sucked my n*****s like a big baby.
And now the ache in my p***y, my sore n*****s.
“Ahhh! This feels very real.” My words when he thrust his fingers inside me echo in my mind, followed by his.
“It is.”
Oh, goddess. No, no.
I jump out of bed, racing for the door. I remember confessing my feelings, telling him everything there is, if it is indeed real… No, it can't be.
I reach for the door
