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Like a whisper of the wind, you can almost convince yourself it’s nothing. The way it prickles along your skin is like a warning sign of danger to come. Try as you might, you can’t shake off what lurks at night.
A sensual demon slipped through your subconscious as you slept. Feeding you lustful thoughts you are ashamed of. Images of the young. The supple. The forbidden. You hate how hard it makes your cock, but you tell yourself, “It’s just a dream.” Remember what they say? What’s done in the dark always comes to light.