I woke up the next morning, my head spinning from my debauched dreams. I dreamt of every possible deviant sexual coupling. My cock was covered in pre-cum. I hadn't anything like a wet dream since I was sixteen or seventeen years old. Carol was still asleep, nestled up to my back. John was still sleeping, his cock hard and still wet. I shifted onto my back and that woke Carol up. She
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