The woman reached up into the air. She touched my belly just above the base of my cock. And I fell out of the sky. The world spun around. It contracted. And darkened.

I was in my room, lying on my back. In my bed. And my cock was erect, as I’d dreamt I was. There was a hand stroking my cock, and then a tongue touched the underside, just below the head. My cock jumped, like a rising trout, and I found myself taking my weight on my heels and the back of my head. I shook my head, still waking up. I said, “whaaaah?”

A mouth took my cock, my cock disappearing past a barrier of teeth, though she was trying to keep them out of the way, into a warm and wet abyss. Her lips pressed on the shaft of my cock about halfway down, so I made a comfortable mouthful, not too challenging. She began to suck, moving slowly up and down that shaft.

I said, “ahhh, good.” I sounded hoarse, even to myself. “Good gi-“

Sa’afia said, “shhhhhhhhh.” She put her hand on my chest and pushed me gently back. I relaxed, and apart from pushing slowly back and forth in her mouth, I let myself be served.