Date: 7/17/2016
By Starlightfading
My second dream of the night was of a faceless lesbian. Her dark silhouette was outlined only by the moonlight streaming in through the window. She had a slightly curvy figure, but it was nothing too dramatic. And her face was obscured in the dark of the room. She spoke in a desperate husky voice as she undressed me, saying over and over again how much she wanted to eat my pussy. We banged and I woke up.