The only time she doesn't want to wake up is when she's dreaming about sex.
There she was, butt-naked with her legs completely spread open. Her pussy lips were moist with her natural lubricant. Something warm and soft was spreading that lube around her pussy like jelly on bread. It was a tongue. She moaned. Somewhere in the distance, a bell was ringing. Maybe class had begun. She didn't care.
The ringing got louder.
Ashley felt herself on the verge of orgasm but the ringing got louder until she could no longer ignore it. Shit.