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The Hardcore Daydreamer

Lord Koga

This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters, and events are fictitious in every regard. Any similarities to actual events and persons, living or dead, are purely coincidental. Any trademarks, service marks, product names, or named features are the property of their respective owners, and are used only for reference. There is no implied endorsement if any of these terms are used. All fictional characters are of 19 years of age or older and consenting adults.



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She… she is all… she is everything. She is all I can think about, all that I can remember. Every time I close my eyes, she is there staring down at me, her smile warming me to the core, as she straddles me like a lover to her long lost man. Hovering over me like a silk cloak of lust and desire. Her hot velvet flesh like nothing I have felt before. Nothing I can give reference to or recall from a distant thought as my hands reach up to feel her. Her smooth, flawless, adult form molds itself against my hands, allowing me to feel every hard round, every ripple of her perfectly sculpted body, every curve built by her muscles, another flawless persona of her perfection, which I can grasp and embrace.

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