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I had a dream last night about the game. It began with a huge sandstorm. I saw the Prince and Elika running from a huge cloud shaped like this: http://www.hoax-slayer.com/images/god-hands-in-clouds.jpg
Suddenly brown sand began shooting out of the cloud and covered everything. It stuck to my face and got in everywhere, my eyes, my ears my nose and my mouth. It was hot, sticky and smelled of death.
It was then that I realized I was not just observing the game, I was actually in it. I was Elika. I looked down at my heaving bosom covered in the poo like sand and was disgusted. Not with the poo but with the breasts. Never before had I felt so revolted by the sight of a female body part. I hated them, I hated the womanhood they represented.
In my loathing I hadn't noticed as the Prince walked up next to me. He was dirty and smelly from escaping the storm but was untouched by poop. I saw his rough face and emo hairstyle and felt a burning in my anus. Not a burning pain, but of anticipation. I smelled the musk of his body odor and nearly fainted in delight. He took me in his arms and kissed me passionately. As his rough stubble scratched my cheek I felt his hands probing my dress, slowly lifting it above my quivering legs. It was then I saw that I had a huge dong. A massive throbbing thing that writhed around like a snake. It was a part of me and yet not. It began to coil around my leg and creep into my sweaty asscrack. I knew what it wanted and began crying softly, hoping it would find the dark muddy hole it needed to survive. In my distraction I had forgotten about the Prince once again. He slapped me roughly about the face and fishooked my mouth open. Spitting in it he pulled down his sandy tunic and thrust himself inside my mouth. I gagged. This seemed to excite the Prince all the more. He grabbed the back of my head and roughly began to skull fuck my tender mouth. This caused my own throbbing penis to engorge itself. It could not be stopped any longer. It plunged deeply into my arse with a ferocity I had thought previously unimaginable. As the tears streamed down my face from the pleasure and pain of my double impalement I knew then that I could hide these feelings no more.
I awoke in a shudder of sweat from the dream and noticed a salty taste in my mouth.
Looking down I saw that I had ejaculated in my sleep and that it had landed all over my face.
It was strange. I wasn't sad. I wasn't ashamed. I was overjoyed. It was then that I realized that I really did love the cock.
FIN.
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