The corner of my duvet

The pretty exotic Indian girl for Marks & Spencer’s has appeared in my bedroom and she’s woken me with a start. She signals to me to be quiet and she grabs the corner of my duvet and throws it off the bed. She looks down at me. I know what to do. I open my legs and show her my five blue stars tattoo. She puts her hands on her hips and gazes at my cunt.

“You really never wear panties, do you”, she says.

Then she climbs onto the bed, between my legs and her tongue meets my clit.

It’s the first time that I have ever woken up for a dream like that and not been outrageously frustrated.

I like having Chloe here.