I pulled my finger out bringing all her wetness with it and rubbed it on her clit. She was now taking a series of short little breaths that slowly tr...nsformed into louder moans. Then I pushed my index and middle fingers inside of her and hooked them up just pressing against her now very pronounced G spot. This sent her into a loud shriek of a scream. I was astonished at how easily aroused she was. How every little thing I did to her seemed to resonate through her entire body. I could tell. .I do not know how long I slept, but I woke up for some reason. It was still dark, and it was raining. The sound of the rain combined with the strong wind was probably what woke me up. I took my cell phone to check the time, but it wouldn't turn on. Did I forget to put it to charge? I put my cellphone back on the little table next to my bed, and I close my eyes and tried to go back to sleep....«La la,la laaa laaa laaa»A sound that did not come from the rain made me open my eyes. After paying. "Hello?" you call out. "Is anyone there?"You are answered by a pair of soft hands grabbing your breasts. The grasp is firm, but not hard enough to cause bruising. They reach down and pinch your nipples, but let go before you can react."Hey! Who's there?" you cry.There is no reply, this time. The rough treatment has made your nipples even harder. They now scrape the floor whenever you move even a little. Your vagina is starting to get moist.Without warning a soft hand with long nails is on your. But I can't dance in real life." "Really?" she replies. "How about we try a waltz and see how many left feet you really have."Music fills the room. Music strangely similar to that in my dream. She approaches me and takes my hands. I find myself following her moves as we begin our waltz. As she and I twirl through the room, my confidence grows. I must have learned something in those dreams, as I have no problems keeping up with the dancer in my arms. She pulls me in tighter and tighter as the.