Another clit

 I've had a dream. 

My finger was wettely sliding between shaved pussy lips... I couldn't hear her moaning, but I saw her muscles tremble... she was softly pushing against my hand... my middle finger was slowly moving inside her... among inside and outside... softly wavering on her entrance... then withdrawing against her clit, my finger wetted by her juices... 

It wasn't my wife's clit. I don't know whose, anyhow.

I had just fortuitously brushed against my wife's nipples. They were hard, even if she says she doesn't feel anything anymore... and they made me hard.

I know I desperately need deep intimate contact.

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