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On Sunday, Sally sneaks into Heather's room and slides under the covers. Heather continues to sleep and she has drooled all over her pillow since her mouth is stuck open. With the early morning sun shining in, Sally can see the large balls on Heather's tongue and the palate splitter in Heather's mouth. Sally sticks her finger in Heather's mouth and feels the balls. (more...)

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When we talked today, I mentioned a dream I had about you, and at your command, I am sitting here writing this email to you. I will start with what I remember, then tell the dream as if it is happening now. I remember the touch of your lips, sliding along my neck as you ran your hands through my hair, tugging the strands to pull my head back, baring my throat to your hungry mouth. I moaned softly, rubbing against you as we stood in the darkened bedroom, bodies pressed tightly together, your teeth raking along my neck, nipping at the pale skin.... My hands roam your back, caressing you through the sheer black lace top, whispering a soft "please," as you bite my neck again. My pleading causes you to look up, your eyes burning with fire as you step back, shaking your head, "not yet, little one." (more...)