Maybe the dream was me leaving. For a few moments wakefulness threatens to fully take over, but then her mind calms and the sleep takes back over. But it is morning and Ursula is on the sofa of her own house. The early morning glow of sunrise softly radiates through the window, giving a dim but warm orange light to the living room. That warmth, that presence is Secks, looming next to her, studying the girl’s face as she sleeps, admiring her clothed body and feeling his need for her.With the bear snuggled so close to the girl, feeling so warm and cozy, those sensations invade her dreams. She sees her father once more and it melts her heart, making her never want to wake again. She dreams of the last night they had together, the two of them joined together. While their tryst plays like an old film reel in her head, Secks’ hand idly wanders over the girl. He delicately touches her body, taking in her features. The touch is familiar to Ursula, but it’s not her father’s. All too soon his. As I thought about Tony and his cock I reached to the top of my shirt and began to slowly unbutton the first few buttons. I ran my fingers up and down the middle of my exposed chest, only the sides of my breasts visible to my young voyeur. Then I unbuttoned the rest of my shirt, allowing it to fall open slightly while still only displaying the center of my chest, all the way down my toned stomach to my black thong panties. I looked at the television, which was still off. I could see my reflection in the glass, giving me a chance to see what Tony was seeing. I ran one hand back up my exposed skin to my chest’ this time I slipped one hand under the fabric of my shirt, finding my young, firm breast. I softly squeezed it in my hand, feeling my nipple stiffen to my touch. My other hand traced its way back down my stomach until it reached the top of my panties. I slid my hand down the front; my fingers brushing against my soft, freshly shaven mound. A soft moan escaped my lips as I pulled.
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