"You're not going to remember this dream. Trying to remember it will produce nothing. You're not going to remember who I was. You're not going to remember what we were doing. We met somewhere earlier, and now we're walking across this bridge. Look at the small lake, that we can see from here. It's the middle of this town. The waves tipped with whitecaps, created by the wind ruffling its surface, look like tiny hands to you, don't they? It's like they want to reach you and bring you down there..." "Do you enjoy my leopard skirt? Does its flapping and tossing in the wind attract you? Then you know what you want to do: down there." "Ahh... bury your head into my crotch, and drink." "It's intoxicating to you... my scent is making you aware in this dream, more and more, of your erection in real life. It's rigid, it's pounding with desire, so much that it pains you." "Hmm... take a moment to enjoy slowly my lips... how soft they are against yours." "Let your hands feel the smoothness of my breast. Do you enjoy running them on my skin? Let them go further down... yes, take the skirt away. "Ahh.. can you feel on your fingers, how wet I am for you? How easily I open myself to you?" "Hmm... your cock is so hard. It resists my hand squeezing him..." "Don't stop kissing me. Aren't my lips so soft? You would have never imagined, that there could be lips so soft in the whole world." "Do not ask me who I am. Stay lying down." "Ahh... " "I can feel it inside of me. I am not riding you: I am insinuating myself in you." "We're like waves, and each of those waves are more powerful than the one before. "There is no pain now. I can pierce you with my needle sharp nails, and everything turns into pleasure." "How deep are my kisses to you? You almost came just now, did you not? You were riding the sensation, like a kite riding a hurricane, not to crest, not to explode, but wanting it never to end." "You say your wife is going to kill me? No... not me...> "Yes... Yes... can you feel how I'm squeezing you, deep inside me? You're not going to be able to ride this, you won't be able to surf it away." "Let it happen... Give it to me. Let it happen..." "Hmmm... " "Now rest..." "Let it go. Let it all go. You're going to be sleeping a deep, dreamless sleep. Let it all... go."