on Nathaniel’s back, trying to rip off his T-shirt and ...

With a light pop, the girl disappeared from sleep, and Nathaniel, breathing heavily, leaned on the table, putting thoughts in order ... The walls of the club, covered with numerous cracks, barely held on ...

* * *

Suddenly waking from sleep, Emily froze on the bed, listening with a slight surprise to her heavy breathing and trying to calm the fire in her lower abdomen. The blanket was dropped to the floor a long time ago, the sheets were also crumpled up, as if the girl, unable to contain emotions, clung to her with sharp nails. Pulling a light nightgown over her head, slightly clinging to the skin, the redhead froze again on the bed, substituting the heated body with a cool breeze pouring out of the open window and listening to her feelings.

Strange, this has never happened to her before. Emily had had erotic dreams before, but they never excited her to that extent. In addition, she usually remembered all her dreams very well, but now only vague images flashed in her head.

Nevertheless, calm down, did not work. Moreover, more seductively vulgar pictures appeared in my head. And at the same time, the graceful handle of the girl slowly, as if in uncertainty, slipped on a flat tummy, stopped for a while, listening to the desires of the hostess, and dived into the panties, carefully grabbing the nails into a delicate pussy, exhausted from desire. Emily, moaning softly, clutched at her hair with her second hand and froze - the wave of surging pleasure turned out to be so strong.

Only when the first emotions subsided, the girl allowed herself to relax a little. The right pen continued to move in her panties, lightly stroking and slightly scratching the treasure hidden behind a piece of cloth, and the left unhooked from the red strands and switched to the nipple, which was unfairly deprived of attention in her dream (now Emily and did not pay attention to the fact that dreaming became a little clearer). Manicured nails dug into the tender papilla, slightly pulling it off and twisting it one way or the other.

Breathing intermittently, Amy began to wriggle on the bed, trying to pull off her interfering panties, not looking up from her main occupation, but they, apparently having started a plot against a poor excited girl, did not want to leave their place. Cursing, the redhead pulled away from her chest, and taking out her second arm from her panties, arched on the bed in a half-baton, pulled off a resisting piece of fabric up to her knees, and shook her legs, completely shedding it. Finally, with a flick of a leg, panties that fell into disgrace were sent to a far corner, and the girl with pleasure sat back on the bed and, no longer distracted by anything else, reached out with both hands to the hot cave. After a little stroking herself on the inner sides of her thighs, smooth pubis, Emily finally licked her fingers and directed them inside herself ... first the middle ... oooh ... how good she was already lying, otherwise now she would have collapsed on the floor, unable to resist the magical feeling and control the quivering knees ... A little while later, a second, nameless one joined the middle finger ... The girl groaned deafly and nervously licked her dry lips ... Meanwhile, the second pen stroked her lower tummy, pressing slightly on him as if striving to feel s fingers inside a girl scurried right through her body, then down below and find the hidden button and lightly pressing it, started a circular motion.

An indescribable aroma of sex hung in the room. Muffled groans mixed with light rattles and noisy exhalations. Emily slowly fucked herself, letting subtle, dexterous fingers into her secret cave, who seemed to live their own lives.The girl knew that if she accelerated her tempo a little, the orgasm would immediately cover her head, but she especially stretched her pleasure, enjoying and admiring her body. Hmmm ... how wet it is ... and hot ...

Suddenly, the fingers of my hand began to slip, as if they were tired of this fun. “Where ?!” - scared redhead leaning after them. The body of the girl arched, being in an extremely uncomfortable, tense position ... And thin fingers, as if they had deliberately deliberately pushed the moment, insidiously returned to her speeding up the pace.

- Aaaaah !!! - Emily screamed, unable to stop or change her uncomfortable posture so as not to miss the ecstasy covering her ... The graceful handle moved faster, fucking the curved red-haired girl with the snow-white skin. Tender pussy was more and more inflamed, singling out more and more juice, droplets of which flowed down Amy's crotch and fell on the sheet. But now, finally, a shiver ran through the girl’s body, she froze, trying to catch the euphoria surging, and the cunning pen, taking advantage of the fact that the hostess's mind stopped controlling her, sank delicate fingers as deeply as possible into the squishing pink cave ...

- A-AA-AAH !!! - Emily's body arched even more, pierced by thousand-volt charges, for a couple of seconds the girl froze in such an unnatural position - almost a bridge, only on the head, not on her hands - and, relaxing, the exhausted girl collapsed on the bed, shivering and examining under the half-closed eyes swirling ceiling ...

* * *

As soon as the redhead disappeared from sleep, the blows to the barely holding club ceased. Without waiting for the enemy to figure out where his lighthouse had disappeared, Nathaniel with a wave of his hand destroyed the remnants of the barrier, meeting with the dunnage face-to-face. He was not worried about Emily - the lighthouse was disposable, and even Nate tried to erase the memories of this dream. Now you could only worry about yourself.

Snohodets took the shape of a humanoid black cloud. Well, the more he changes his dreams and himself around him, the more energy he leaves. Now, when they were not in a dream of a particular person, real chaos of images raged around them - pieces of all the dreams that had ever existed. Anything could happen here, and being out of sleep was very dangerous.

- Where is the redhead? The voice came from somewhere in the cloud.

- I'm for her. - responded gloomily Nate

The sniper was clearly not going to enter into polemics. Having created something like a lightning, he threw it at Nathaniel and immediately began to create something more powerful. From lightning, Nate safely dodged, but then a raven appeared from nowhere and an electric shock wave, he just did not notice.

The blow threw Nathaniel to a good fifty meters. Gritting his teeth, Bishop created a small sand tornado and with a wave of his hand sent him towards the enemy. The whirlwind strongly disrupted the shape of the black cloud, and from somewhere in the center of the whirlwind an angry cry was heard.

Nathniel froze. There were no reserves for the continuation of the fight. He went too far, holding the barrier. Fortunately, his opponent, having escaped from the tornado, was also in no hurry to continue the fight - he was exhausted when he broke this very barrier. They froze in front of each other, angrily staring at the enemy. (Although the cloud had no eyes, but the look was still felt). It is not known what would have ended this stalemate if a huge tsunami had not suddenly passed between them. Astonished, Nathaniel still managed to notice two surfers on the crest of a wave. Following the wave, the same crow flew past and so stumbled upon Nate.

And when Bishop turned his attention to the place where the dwarf was hovered before, he was already gone.

“Well, well ...” muttered Nathaniel, “checking the activity of the lighthouse.” The beacon worked perfectly - now the sleepwalker does not hide from him ... you just need to prepare better, because the enemy, as it turned out, is not at all inferior to Nathaniel himself. - See you soon ... see you soon ...

* * *

Emily was enjoying herself on the bed with pleasure. It is already light. Today, she didn’t fall asleep any more - at first she caught another orgasm, after having rested for a while, and then, not restraining herself, repeated her epic, already with the help of a shower ...

Now she was simply enjoying the echoes of orgasms, running her palms lightly over smooth skin ... The tips of red hair lying on the pile pleasantly tickled her nipples, the pussy was pleasantly aching, and soft languor spread over her body. Everything was so good ...

But something did not give her peace. Time after time her thoughts returned to that dream. Something in him seemed strange to the girl. And time after time she managed to remember more and more details. The only escaping fragment was the identity of that arrogant guy ... but the redhead did not give up. Pretty tall, black hair of medium length, solid ... so, it is she who is not thinking about that ... gray, calm eyes, filled with confidence ...

The name flashed in Emily's head like a lightning bolt ...

“Nathaniel Bishop ...” she whispered, dumbfounded.

Continuation, most likely, will be soon, if I am not too lazy to write it =)