While she slept, I would slowly slip my hand against her, gradually pressing harder but not moving enough to wake her up. My plan was to make her wet, maybe inspire her to dream, grinding and opening her legs slightly, then clamping down on my hand. I was trapped! What if she woke up and caught me being weird? Slowly I pulled gently out of my situation when she changed positions. Not one to waste an opportunity, I took a polaroid of her, a trophy to preserve the moment. Priceless keepsake..
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