Alison's Wet Awakening

Alison's dreams are haunted by taboo images. She tosses and turns, her body aching with unquenched lust. Her hands roam, cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples. She can't help but slide her hand into her panties, feeling the wetness that betrays her innocence. She bites her lip, stifling a moan as she rubs her clit, her hips bucking with need. The first light of dawn finds her spent, her body marked with the evidence of her secret indulgence.

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