β€οΈβπ₯My dreamβ€οΈβπ₯π₯ I sit on your lap, run my nails on the back of your head and squeeze my hair. We're kissing.π€€ππ¦ With one hand you stroke my hips, rising higher and higher. With your other hand, you press me with all your strength to your chest. π₯΅β¨ My back bends and our bodies touch and rhythmically rub against each other. πA squeezed quiet moan breaks through the kiss.ππ