Tanika Jackson

she felt a body pressed against her back and a hand resting on her hip. Sure that she was dreaming, Laura sighed and snuggled in to the body that fit so perfectly against hers. The dream hand moved, sliding the soft silk skirt of her dress up over her legs, gathering the material in a bunch at her waist and exposing her body to the warm air. Then she felt lips on her neck kissing her softly, moving so slowly, so gently on her skin. The soft kisses trailed down her neck and ear, teasing her ever so gently. She sighed " mmmmm," arched her back and moved closer into my body. My hand slids inside her panties moving them off her hips and down her legs, she wonders if this might not be a dream after all. My hand was so