When Kim got back to her bedroom it was still dark outside. Checking her Kimmunicator, she saw that it was 5:13. That was an odd time for Kim. It’s too early to get up for school just yet, and she wasn’t tired anymore, so she decided to just lie in her wet bed with her glass of water and her thoughts. She could smell her musk from the bed, from the wetness, and determined that the she must smell like shit. Her thighs were now dry, but her desire for the girls kept her exposed pussy hot. That was… I… …Damn, that was hot. Bonnie, Tara, and Monique all on top of me… I have never felt like that… like this before. That’s something I wouldn’t even think I would dream of. Slowly recounting what had happened in her dream, she started to finger herself as her eyes closed. Bonnie was so, powerful, she had control of the whole situation. She is so cute… I wish it wasn’t a dream. Tara was so… so hungry, good, erm… whatever. She knew what she was doing, and she needs to do it again. And Monique, boy that must’ve been a dream because Monique would never do any of that, I can’t even see her touching herself that way. She rubbed a little faster, fingers going in circles over her clit. As Kim replayed her dream in her head, the more and more she convinced herself that’s what she wanted. …to be continued!