Re: In praise of Emily

Don’t remember dreaming that often, but the psychologists tell us that we do this every night. I remember last night’s dream though. I am giving Mags a length, really rough and hard in this luxurious bedroom. Its a brass bed and I’m really making the frame creak! The rhythm of it is hypnotic and I seem to go on forever, tipping Mags into repeated and urgent orgasms. I’m one of her lovers way back when. She is a little bit sad, a little bit needful, but she certainly knows how to ride. There is a real dignity about the lady, she is honest about her needs. I feel her legs wrap around me, see how her breasts and neck flush puce as she shudders through her climaxes. I feel so lusty but also concerned. She is so beautiful, so poised in her public life. She deserves a good sex life. I wake suddenly. Kissing Mags that way last night had an effect and how.